John Lawless Poet Verse

Death's Finger

Death’s finger points - not now –
but when.  Scans the crowd
claiming some at start of day
letting others in twilight linger.
Caring not for kith and kin
nor hearts or spirits broken
Death points an icy finger
claims - another token.
Draws the life from all who love
with passionless disdain.
Death points and in his taking
is numb to dying’s pain.
Death’s finger points, unwavering,
no thoughts of grace – or sin,
Death points and sheds a dripless tear
perhaps his job is killing him.


John G. Lawless
11/15/08

submitted to - The Life of Death - Poetry Contest
sponsor - Anthony Slausen

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Skat A July 1, 2015 at 12:02 AM JOHN, :) Congratulations on your win. SKAT LOVE

Kp Nunez June 30, 2015 at 9:17 AM Death's job is killing him...what a clever wordplay. Congratulations on your fine win, John. I never got to join this but it's interesting to read the winning entries. :-) John Lawless June 30, 2015 at 7:19 PM Kim, I always thought death got a bum rap - his job really "bites it" but it's got to be done. Glad you picked up on the irony of the last line.

Anna Hopper June 27, 2015 at 7:04 AM Excellent! A cold, hard 7!!! Dark and intriguing! John Lawless June 30, 2015 at 7:17 PM Thanks for stopping by Anna and for the high mark.

Arabian Poet June 26, 2015 at 10:03 PM Great writing from a great writer wish you all the best John Lawless June 30, 2015 at 7:17 PM Thanks for the praise Mofeed.

Kim Merryman June 26, 2015 at 9:42 PM You capture well the starkness of death. John, this is a fantastic, yet, chilling write. Best wishes in the contest! Love, Kim John Lawless June 30, 2015 at 7:16 PM Thanks Kim, I think at time "death" takes a bad rap.