Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

No Survivors the Night the Faeries Died

Prophetically sorrowful
A nightmare of a dream
247 passengers inside
No survivors
Broken Wings of a 747
One sad night


Powerfully Invasive
The night the faeries died
Assault rifles issued to the brownies
Who decimated their broken wings
Taking their powers, and then taking them hostage
Sad faeries, hostage wives

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Gershon Wolf June 4, 2019 at 4:50 PM Reminiscent of "The Day the Music Died." Keep writing!! :) gw Caren Krutsinger June 4, 2019 at 10:10 PM I will because Gershon, painting and writing are two things that are keeping me alive right now. I am hanging on by the tippy tips of my fingernails.