SilenceA Poem by KittSilence Silence…. No movement No sound A smell of wet paint invading the air Red A torn curtain drapes over just one of the three Swirls of red decorates the home Broken glass lays in clusters Open Everything is open Broken windows and swinging door Inviting the cool air of the night unstirred Sleeping Awaken in sudden fright Confusion rise to panic Then peace once more Prey To the intruders of the night Movements swift No time wasted Quickly Hours before moved in a blur Someone’s there Now gone from sight Empty No life Personal belongs run scarce Only a painted symbol drying shows any activity Grief Photos of the family soaked in red Everything is lost to the intruders of the night But the neighbor hood sleeps unaware Silence….© 2013 Kitt |
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