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A Study In Murder

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.
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J M Basey 12 September 2006
Great poem Sophia...like the style....keep writing and keep coming back. Jay
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