Frederic Parker Poet Sonnet

No One Knows

The reign of death will last as long as time
when my last fruit changes into wormwood
the death of life is not misunderstood
when candles lit will cause the bells to chime
silent in death's repose lay I disguised
this end will count the minuscule of years
and quell the fear unknown when it appears
from Heaven's Kingdom minds have actualized

no way can I vanquish the time of death
dispenses me as if a rotten gourd
the fear of what's beyond in silence grows
when life cannot sustain the fate of breath
I'll find Charon's ferry and get aboard
the question asked of truth is no one knows


4/6/23 contest I Died

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Linda Alice Fowler May 3, 2023 at 6:51 AM Wow. Very nice Frederic! Congratulations on your win! :)

W J Clarke May 3, 2023 at 3:25 AM Congratulations on your win Frederic. A truly beautiful, deserving and contemplative creation:-)

Michelle Faulkner May 2, 2023 at 7:19 PM This is sublime writing, I especially like 'the death of life' and 'quell the fear unknown when it appears' - that is the greatest mystery, congratulations on your win~

Susan Ashley May 2, 2023 at 6:55 PM Frederic, dear friend, dear poet, indeed no one knows.. but what we do know is that death is inevitable as you express so eloquently; "no way can I vanquish the time of death / "when life cannot sustain the fate of breath" / "I'll find Charon's ferry and get aboard".. in the end, we must accept our fate. A beautiful, soulful, contemplative sonnet. Your golden pen shines! Congratulations for your excellent placement in Craig's contest. It's a pleasure and an honor to share the podium with you, Frederic. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Joanna Daniel May 2, 2023 at 6:45 PM Well done, Frederic, congratulations:)

Ann Peck May 2, 2023 at 9:48 AM I think it's the unknown we fear, and how death will come--will it be easy or full of pain. And it's true--we know not when or where. Like birth, we must do it alone, hopeful of greetings by those gone before.

Unseeking Seeker April 6, 2023 at 7:05 PM The fear of death surpasses all other fears, until ignorance is removed and we recognise, free from doubt, who in truth we are, which is ~ eternal living light, being our true Self that is made in God’s image