Joanna Daniel Poet Rhyme

Betrayal - Fickle Death's Sickle

BETRAYAL - FICKLE DEATH'S SICKLE 


                        Life is short, death is sure,
            Much is better left unsaid 
In this painful life we endure 
Many thorns we may have to tread 
                        As death freezes,
Loved ones fall prey to deadly diseases,
Death with His sickle cuts as He pleases,
      Sparing no one, He runs rampant,
            While we survive, our lives stagnant,
                        Reminiscing those absent...
For Death's betrayal, what is the cure?
            Blood tears that we shed??
      Fickle Death's sickle displeases
            Our will to live in torn fragment...s...



11/08/18

Fragmented Rhyme Contest-November 2018 Writing Challenge 
Dear Heart a.k.a Broken Wings 

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Eve Roper December 4, 2018 at 7:37 PM I enjoyed reading this beautiful poem, Jo, very well written. It stirs a reader's imagination and the very sad emotions . Congratulations on your win!

Constance La France December 3, 2018 at 4:30 PM Jo, congratulations on your win in my contest with this deep and well done poem ~

Vladislav Raven November 10, 2018 at 2:46 PM Hi Jo, this is a most excellent write. The one surety in life is that Death ever awaits. One day he shall sing his lament for each of us. I loved the content of this piece. This is so creative and I wish you all the best in the contest with this amazing write. Have a wonderful Sunday. Hugs....Mike. XX. A fave.

Arthur Vaso November 10, 2018 at 12:05 AM I poem I sure relate too, :)

Carolyn Devonshire November 9, 2018 at 11:30 AM Oh, Jo, there is no cure when death approaches with that sickle. No one is spared this fate and even in our happiest moments, death still waits. Have you ever read Emily Dickinson's rather light-hearted perspective on death in "Because I Could Not Stop for Death"? Your beautifully composed poem sums up the thorns and pain we encounter on life's journey so well! Best wishes in Dear heart's contest. Carolyn

Demetrios Trifiatis November 9, 2018 at 10:55 AM Life may be short to make us happy little sister BUT exceedingly long to make us unhappy! A poem with deep meaning and great truths my dearest Jo! Excellent work!

Nette Onclaud November 8, 2018 at 5:18 PM profoundly designed to highlight the end of life's breath, jo... well done!...huggs

Anne-Lise Andresen November 8, 2018 at 2:00 PM - It is painful, Jo ... and no one escapes death - An excellent poem :) - Good luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Chris Green November 8, 2018 at 8:50 AM This is a creative poetic masterpiece. Wow, I read this three times. Jo, you have outdone yourself this time. I expect to see this one at the top of the winners list. Very deep and thought provoking. Really cool.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 8, 2018 at 8:12 AM Excellent piece Jo! Good luck in the contest :) xomo

Vijay Pandit November 8, 2018 at 7:02 AM Words of wisdom in fragmented rhymes..well done Jo. Best for a win in the contest.