Monday, April 15, 2013

NAPOWRIMO April 15, 2013 Reflections in a Broken Mirror

Reflections in a Broken Mirror

All I can see is the blood on the sidewalk
smoke in the air, death in the wind.
The dream of shattered glass
spares none, despite the hiding,
the praying, the running.
I awake in sweat and sunlight,
reborn into a nightmare world
more horrific than my dreams.
©2013 Noreen Braman



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