Kim Shaw Poet Prose

Final Moments

Death's dark shadow
lurks callously near.
My precious love,
a mere shadow herself.

We shall treasure 
these cherished,
coveted, idolized,
fleeting moments
that are left to us tonight.

Last few weeks, 
a blur of pain
and desperation,
denial and anguish.

Tears crashing down...
a raging torrent
of hopelessness,
an ocean of agony.

Our love,  forever exorcised 
from this earthly existence.

Minutes, moments, memories,
ticking clocks, sunrise, dusk
Dragging my kicking, 
screaming psyche, nearer,
and ever closer 

to the exact milisecond,
when my beloveds breath,
life force, smile, twinkling eyes,
warmth, humanity, loveliness,
soft spoken words of comfort,

will cease, stop and end,
with the despicably cruel,
cold, heartless horror, and
excruciating finality of death.

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Eric Boddie November 14, 2015 at 1:23 PM to me, the fear of death....is really the fear of self....fear that we have not done our part....or maybe we denied entry into the heart....or perhaps it is the fear of the unknown....but I can't fear death because of All The Merciful Love He Has Shown.... Eric Boddie November 14, 2015 at 7:19 PM when I read it I thought it was from the wife's point of view and I saw that death was near and my comment was not meant to contradict what you wrote....it was what your words inspired in me and that's all....you did a wonderful job with this....;) Kim Shaw November 14, 2015 at 6:57 PM Hi Eric, this write is focusing on the extreme angst being experienced by a man who has been told that his dear wife/partner has only a few hours left to live. I am imagining a situation where she is succumbing to a terminal illness. He is extremely vexed in his spirit as he faces the inevitable demise of his beloved partner. He has been in deep denial and unwilling to believe that she will soon be gone; forever lost to him in this earthly life. Perhaps, after the shock of her death has waned, he will be able to cherish the memories of their loving union. But for now, he is drowning in the sorrow of this moment. He does not fear death, he despises it. Thank you for the visit and the thought provoking remarks. ~Kim :)

Jan Allison November 8, 2015 at 4:52 PM this brought a huge lump to my throat Kimberley:-( hugs jan xx Kim Shaw November 8, 2015 at 5:32 PM Hi Jan, it is so wonderful to be back; as I truly missed my wonderful 'soup family'. Thank you for stopping in to comment and sharing your heart xx Hugs, Kim