Sunday, July 4, 2010

Blinded by the Setting Sun

Blinded by the Setting Sun

Between the trees
beyond tall grass
up above, on a hill -
silent and waiting,
he stalks.

At dusk she climbs
to reach the hilltop;
eyes of a stranger
greet her, he smiles -

But no one heard
screams, yells, as he
savagely, grisly beat her -
raped her…

blinded by sunlight,
between trees
she, can't recall his

Resting on a maple leaf
a robin sings as a robin’s
wings beats
its' breast

Nancy Duci Denofio
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