Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Colorado Shooting

For it is not great horror
But great grace
That every night
Is not as dark
As that night in Colorado
For in every heart
The war, the beating
The struggle against the maker
And every body the wrathful skeleton
The horror lies deeper in the garden
The grace is that the night
Is not so dark
As it seems

This is my very first ever current events poem. I don't like writing them because they always seem too soon. 


  1. "the horror lies deeper in the garden" a chilling line of thought.
    your poem is poetic yet so realistic.

    1. It is isn't it?
      Thank you for your comment and for stopping by.


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