Frederic Parker Poet Couplet

Death

" The distance traveled, the lifetime spent
   hurried times unraveled without lament "...Poet


As each sun sets I'm a day closer to death
I find these days are a more precious breath

The darkness that waits I will not fear
life will depart it will not persevere

Nothing to nothing with life in between
before and after I will sleep unseen

Tears will fall and then they will fade
along with my tombstone, it will degrade

death will remain a master of change
it comes when it wants to rearrange

Blackness will come without any sorrow
and steal my life from seeing tomorrow

More than a thought, less than a dream
death is forever it will end my life's gleam

2/7/23
contest writing challenge-D words
Death
sponsor Constance La France

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John Arthur February 23, 2023 at 5:00 AM Nice poem! I personally love macabre poetry and this was a good read.

Constance La France February 21, 2023 at 2:09 PM Frederic, beautiful poem and congratulations on your win in my Writing Challenge - D Forms, well done, I like the music and the quote also, blessings, Constance

Sara Kendrick February 11, 2023 at 1:58 PM Good job about this topic. Congratulations on this winning work. Way to go. Sara

Linda Alice Fowler February 11, 2023 at 11:48 AM Hi Frederic. Very nicely done, this couplet. Congratulations on your win! :)

Anne-Lise Andresen February 11, 2023 at 7:09 AM - Every day that passes ... one day closer to death, Frederic ... congratulations on your win in the contest :) - hugs

Edward Ibeh February 11, 2023 at 4:45 AM Faved from the first couplet itself! Congratulations on your win with this remarkable write, Frederic.

Unseeking Seeker February 7, 2023 at 11:41 PM Foretelling oblivion? It’s said the fear of death surpasses all other fears. If only we recognise that our luminous soul lives on and it’s only organic form that dies … Enjoyed your superbly written poem, Fredric. I’m sure it will do well in the contest, all the best