Perchance to Dream

Short poem, slightly amended since posting (thanks to Swep)


 

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They found her three days later.
A strange half-smile,
still gentle upon her lips
confounding physiology.
As always,
the one to break the rules.
Her sightless eyes held no clue.
Only her special things around her
whispered of her yearning
to belong.

 

 

 

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Slovitt

l. 5, “the one to break the rules”

instead of “betrayed” perhaps

“spoke of her yearning” or

“whispered of her yearning”

Slovitt

the hidden side of rule breakers: yearning to belong. “belong” seems right to me.

“a half-smile still gentle upon her lips”

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