Jeannine Danielle Delaney
beautiful,butterfly,faulted
beautiful,butterfly,faulted
Beautiful faults
You are a butterfly with a broken wing
a tree that leaves would rather leave be
a song bird unable to sing
watery blue eyes that cannot see.
You’re a book bleached of words
a bee lacking sting
a voice that cannot be heard
a flower too weak to bloom during spring.
You are lips that can’t sink
slush compared to snow
a writing pen emptied of ink;
faulted but beautiful.