Sophia White

Rookie ('90 / America)

A Study In Murder - Poem by Sophia White

Silent and still, the trees are Watching.
Watching without eyes.
Silent and still, the trees are Watching.
Watching as a human dies.

Bright and quick, a blade is Flashing.
Flashing into its sleeve.
Bright and quick, a blade is Flashing.
Flashing without obliquy.

Soft and dark, a cloak is Whipping.
Whipping past a lifeless brow.
Soft and dark, a cloak is Whipping.
Whipping by without a sound.

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  • Rookie J M Basey (9/12/2006 6:14:00 AM)

    Great poem Sophia...like the style....keep writing and keep coming back.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 25, 2006



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