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At the "Head Inn' Bar,
I sat with Death.
Drinking the fog,
With my poor-man's "Crown"
Earlyer, In mood,
I called him over, telling
"It can wait, grab a drink".
Quite in my superior,
For just saving thousands.
You see, Him and I have met.

First a teenage drive,
Acid with ambulance,
Flip-rolling, tripping a bad action.
But I saw him.
Then at mid-life, Buhhda-r-us.
Told to sit with him,
He didn't say much.

Death and I ordered again.
I gave him grief,
for ordering a Cran-metropoliton,
He shrugged me off, sipping,
Smiled his cared-for white mug.
Genuine tho, no hidden intent.
I could buzzed gather.

We Chatted the gambit, 
Topics unbound,
He listened as if I had something to say.
It felt like a talk, with a laid back relative.
Glad to see, but good for the go.

Time whispered my leave.
Plus my spirts were many.
I slurred a passing joke-jab.
"were is your cycle, black robe,
Bone pointing finger "
He pierced me with a gaze,
like my dead father would,
Gentaly patting my back,
And by his smiling touch,
I sware, I sobered up.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 3/1/2010 6:06:00 AM
congrats on the win!!
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Date: 2/28/2010 10:31:00 AM
This flirt with death is such a awesome experience Johnathon. Hopefully we can become as wise as the serpent that brought the experience, within the paranomal experience.Smile! We all have them in one way or another. Thanks for sharing this awesome paranormal in support of my contest. Congratulations, Agape, Moses
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Date: 2/27/2010 6:13:00 PM
My congratulations for your win in the contest!! Great work. Peace, Audrey
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Date: 2/27/2010 8:09:00 AM
Congrats on your winning poem in Moses contest.. a wonderful write and win for u to enjoy..luv.. "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup..Linda-Marie..
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Date: 1/22/2010 10:49:00 AM
Johnathon, I want to graciously thank you for supporting my contest. Sincerely, Moses
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Date: 1/15/2010 6:23:00 PM
What like about your write is that recovers extreme wit without showing off the intelligence of its foundation ... the language has pyschological overtones for the syntax invites slang without being slang due to its rearrangement ... which provides wings for definition and meanings. Great!
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Date: 11/20/2009 5:21:00 PM
I really enjoyed that! Light & Love
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Date: 11/20/2009 1:25:00 PM
great topic i love the wording
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Date: 11/20/2009 6:57:00 AM
Congrats on feature poem this week!
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Date: 11/18/2009 11:07:00 AM
Congrats on featured poem this week. Rgds Janette
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Date: 11/16/2009 11:50:00 AM
Congrats on feature poem this week! Love Light Patty
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Date: 11/16/2009 10:49:00 AM
Many congratulations on your poem being featured this week >> James
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Date: 11/16/2009 5:41:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week. I wish you the best in your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/15/2009 10:24:00 PM
Congratulations on your being featured this week. Love, Iolanda
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Date: 11/15/2009 6:16:00 PM
Thought provoking story conveyed in a creative manner. Congratulations on having your poem featured. Keep on writing. Wishing you continued success. Karen
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Date: 8/19/2009 12:40:00 PM
A very enjoyable read johnathon and very well written thankyou, love stacey.
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Date: 8/17/2009 5:31:00 AM
Good morning Johnathon. Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today. I truly enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/16/2009 5:06:00 PM
Johnathan, I think this is your most profound work. Death is often portrayed as the "grim reaper," but as you describe, he is more of an observer. Having such a chat with him would be sobering, indeed. Excellent work! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 8/16/2009 5:08:00 AM
Nice take on a serious subject. Excellent. Keep writing. Sara
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