Dalton Moss Poet Free verse

Death Dream

When you die in a dream it goes something like this:

Life goes "right"
    Your wife holds up the baby, says:
    "Look there, Daddy loves you"
    You cringe but know it's true

Then, you grow old
    They lead you around by the  arm
    Place you alone at a table
    You came here once--when you were able

You grow older quickly, and have dreams
    "That's not who I am!" you say to yourself
    Swipe, kick. Get that ugly wrinkled mask off my face!
    It comes off--ghastly worms behind it

You've spawned, grown old, died
    Falling away from the empty shell, arms flail
    Shaking off disgusting dregs of rotten flesh
    Too long inhabited

You are now descending
    "Hey!
        Shouldn't
            I be
                Ascending . . . ?"

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Andrea Dietrich July 20, 2021 at 5:09 PM oh my, that ending!!! Let's hope the spirit ascends at least. I enjoyed this poem. Dalton Moss August 10, 2021 at 6:20 PM Thanks Andrea. It just did not get any better for that man.

Michelle Faulkner March 30, 2021 at 4:38 PM Hi Dalton, this is very vivid, especially the wrinkled mask and the worms behind it, and a very wry touch on the closing lines~ Dalton Moss March 30, 2021 at 6:03 PM Thank you Michelle :) Even I do not know where that came from, but I'm glad it was only a dream!