Death
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It fills the vial, life, quite thick as blood
And presses like a levee 'neath a flood
The hammer, down ...
It trembles in the dark, a wage of want
A seraphim without the wings to flaunt
The crooked clown ...
It screams the horrid silence as a beast
To seed the dim damnation for its feast
The frightened frown.
Written and submitted on June 10, 2020
For the "Triple Stanza Couplet Tail-Rhyme" Poetry Contest
Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2020
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