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Hidden Epochs

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

July 28, 2021 at 12:29 PM

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

Kim Merryman

July 27, 2021 at 5:20 AM

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

Beata Agustin

July 24, 2021 at 5:30 AM

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

Sotto Poet

July 24, 2021 at 12:41 PM

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

Delice Arleen Skelly

July 23, 2021 at 10:45 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 24, 2021 at 12:43 PM

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

Richard Lamoureux

July 23, 2021 at 4:05 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 4:50 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

July 23, 2021 at 4:06 PM

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

Tom Cunningham

July 23, 2021 at 11:20 AM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 3:07 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

July 23, 2021 at 5:32 AM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 8:22 AM

Thanks for your Vijay, appreciate it

Victor Buhagiar

July 22, 2021 at 10:36 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 8:21 AM

True Victor, and thanks for your insightful comment

Rama Balasubramanian

July 22, 2021 at 9:03 PM

So true! Well penned friend

Evelyn Judy Buehler

July 22, 2021 at 7:57 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 8:17 AM

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

Alexis Y.

July 22, 2021 at 6:00 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 23, 2021 at 8:17 AM

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

Michelle Faulkner

July 22, 2021 at 4:37 PM

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

Sotto Poet

July 22, 2021 at 5:23 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

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