At Death's Door

The meadow was so sweet
Our stile where we sat our retreat
When her longing lips met those so willing of mine.
Yet a cloud of unconsciousness
Overcame reality,
The darkness of the day revealed
Inside one’s head a busy mind,
Then a soft voice from a distance
Echo’s throughout the confusion.
A face appears I thought I recognized
Saw a little girl her hair white as snow
Yet in a fragment of time she was gone,
Through the haze materialized
An Angel in a gleam of light so bright
A touch upon my face a gift so powerful,
Tender love in its purist etiquette
Ran through my entire body,
To awaken me to reality
Another chance this celestial gave to me
If only to say one last time. Goodbye!

© Harry J Horsman 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Duncan Avatar
December 22, 2013 at 8:34 PM
AWESOME Harry ,,, Merry Christmas to you :)
Melugin Avatar
November 24, 2013 at 9:08 AM
Touching the very soul!
Johnson Avatar
November 5, 2013 at 4:52 PM
goosebumps this morning mate, touch through the veil from the departed state....love it Harry ole mate...
Vaso Avatar
November 3, 2013 at 12:09 AM
I have no words, this was inspirational!
Loving Iii Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 4:48 PM
how few know the meaning this. it is solace to the soul
Chircop Avatar
November 2, 2013 at 9:27 AM
Harry this poem gave me goosebumps.You describe eternity so beautifully ..and that little girl ..aw...yes..Yet for now lets enjoy this short journey on this earth..till heaven calls us there.We need you here..and your verse..So hope you d stay as long as life can.
Adams Avatar
October 27, 2013 at 6:52 PM
such a beautifully poignant write...i too have had moments like this...love this one...awesome poem :) hugs
Carrillo Avatar
October 25, 2013 at 7:02 PM
Hi Harry; I think you have a long ways to go before you say good bye. Smile we want you here. Thanks for sharing.... Lucilla
Deschler Avatar
October 25, 2013 at 3:53 PM
A very uplifting and tender poem. Surely there is a guardian angel by your side! Beautiful work, Harry!...Thank you very much for the nice comments.
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October 25, 2013 at 3:39 AM
wow this is so emotional the depth here is scary I can picture it, a scene of love and then near disaster it is like standing and watching a scene in a meadow, so scary, yet your angel was there to keep you safe.There will be no goodbyes in this play xx
Dietrich Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 6:48 PM
oh my beautiful as this is, it makes me wonder, are you ok,harry?? this is not the first time I have seen you make reference to a near death. Please let me know in a soupmail if you are not ok, will you? I love this poem and appreciate your comments on mine today.
Devnath  Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 12:48 PM
Very emotional feeling of inner core of real heart and it's the absolute truth that no one can escape without saying goodbye. May God bless you long and happy life in every particles of the time. Loved always, bl
Kendrick Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 12:42 PM
Interesting work..It leaves me with questions..Is it the author who is at death's door?..Enjoyed reading your great work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara
Jones Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 12:34 PM
A visit from your angel....so moving Harry and beautifully expressed...don't know how it was possible to transfer it to words but you did...
Thomas Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 12:21 PM
This really tugs at the heart, Harry...very emotional read. Sad, but Beautiful...thanks for sharing big hugs:)
Wilson Avatar
October 24, 2013 at 11:20 AM
so sad but beautiful.. good poem Harry...luv,Deb
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October 24, 2013 at 11:14 AM
HARRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is so so moving and so....I don't know???? I can't find words. How did you come up with such an amazingly beautiful piece of writing, my dear. I'm touched to the core with this write....I hope that angel doesn't whisk you away, Harry...Stay...Stay longer....
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