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Âges roam around their end and the place of death is fix and lurking. A Brian Strand July 24 Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 7/28/2021 12:29:00 PM

- Powerful, Las :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Kim Merryman

Date: 7/27/2021 5:20:00 AM

Lasaad, congrats on your win in Brian's contest! Blessings, Kim M

Beata Agustin

Date: 7/24/2021 5:30:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... making me consider that in Christ, death is victorious. God bless you.

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/24/2021 12:41:00 PM

Thank you so much Beata, for the kind words, that’s so nice of you. Have a great day

Delice Arleen Skelly

Date: 7/23/2021 10:45:00 PM

I am thinking we cannot escape destiny, nice haiku Lasaad...

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/24/2021 12:43:00 PM

True Delice, no one is eternal, Have a wonderful day

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 7/23/2021 4:05:00 PM

"Death, where art thou sting?" Knowing ones final destination is quite helpful. Blessings my friend.

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 4:50:00 PM

Rich you’re correct, no one is eternal. In other words, if we are given our death age when we are born, and we count backwards, then every day will subtract from that age, thus causing our death date to equal zero. Isn't that a better alternative?

Richard Lamoureux
Date: 7/23/2021 4:06:00 PM

The thing about life is that no one is getting out alive.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 7/23/2021 11:20:00 AM

Its never far away Lasaad, we won't know the day or the hour Tom

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 3:07:00 PM

True Tom, if we know the day and hour we might imagine some new funeral honors and traditions..thanks for your precious comment dear friend Tom.

Vijay Pandit

Date: 7/23/2021 5:32:00 AM

This is so true, Lasaad..death is certain.

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 8:22:00 AM

Thanks for your Vijay, appreciate it

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 7/22/2021 10:36:00 PM

Death has been lurking since the beginning of time. It will not rest.

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 8:21:00 AM

True Victor, and thanks for your insightful comment

Rama Balasubramanian

Date: 7/22/2021 9:03:00 PM

So true! Well penned friend

Evelyn Judy Buehler

Date: 7/22/2021 7:57:00 PM

Melancholy and deep, like the edge of the abyss. Brilliantly written, Lasaad. Best wishes, Evelyn

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 8:17:00 AM

Thank you so much Evelyn, for reading and commenting, my kindest regards

Alexis Y.

Date: 7/22/2021 6:00:00 PM

Hi Lasaad, I echo what Michelle said. Well done. Have a wonderful day, my friend- Alexis

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/23/2021 8:17:00 AM

Nice to see your comment Alexis, I hope you doing good, and thanks for your delightful comment, have a nice day

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 7/22/2021 4:37:00 PM

Very deep and brooding, so evocative of desolation and a post war world~

Sotto Poet
Date: 7/22/2021 5:23:00 PM

Thank you for your thoughtful comments; indeed, the overall feeling is similar to that of a post-war world, when we see around 5 million people killed by COVID, kindest regards