Daunting
We spoke once of our ending life
But never thought of it more until we found
Haunting, daunting, flaunting around;
Shadows dancing before our eyes,
Laughing as they planned my demise.
Passing you with smiles, they settle upon me
Passing you un-subliminally
To kill me?
But the kiss they leave upon my cheek
Withers with a simple slither,
A mark of death? My knees grow wiltingly weak.
And the stupor of silence you speak of is amiss
In the daunting, dark abyss
We've heard of since we were children.
We’re frozen.
In the darkening clouds, before the darkening sun
We know it’s begun
When the raven cucaws behind us.
Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2014
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