Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

tiniest

… the smallest of sounds isn’t
the meek calling of a mouse
portraying Nicholas Cage in an
action adventure epic, to
pillage and plunder traps for cheddar

… nor is the quietest sound
the sigh of a heart, ripped
apart when reading a heartbreaking
mind-crushing letter

… neither is it the flutter of
a Monarch’s wings on the breeze
on the final day of its life

… it’s none of these things.

but the sting of a tear,
which never came out of the caves
of one’s eyes, on guard from
uncontrollable fears that bring
even the strongest to their knees

____
written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: sound

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