Poems from DrippingFingers
They come and go.
Always hurrying.
Never stopping to see.
What we see we ignore.
It is not important.
How wrong they are.
Everything we see...
Father, Mother, Brother, Sister.
Family holds one another.
Family supports.
Family has love.
Pets are family.
Fights in the family.
Tension...
Wild and Strong.
Gentle and Loving.
Mother—Huntress.
Fast—Slow.
Blood drips down the chin.
The rough tongue moves gently cleaning young....
Pain lets us live.
Pain keeps us awake.
The feeling of pain is something we can never let go.
What we feel is something we can never escape...
Blood dripped down the knife.
Tears fall down his face.
He stood there staring.
Her arms bloody.
The knife drops to the ground.
She slumps...