J P Marmaro Poet Dizain

O Death

O Death, how can I not resent it that
Your dire rapacity admits no bounds?
With no appeal… unmoved, an autocrat
Whose cruelty every human ill compounds,
And in the end all final hope confounds.
That you must come for me upsets me less
Than something much the harder to address:
For every friend and loved-one that you take,
My grief is all too potent to express,
And far too adamant to ever shake.

December 24, 2019
"How Death Has Affected Me" Dizain Contest

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Andrea Dietrich January 12, 2020 at 2:08 PM Congrats for your win here, JP

Beautiful Scars January 11, 2020 at 12:17 PM too potent to express, such sorrow. Death has that affect on all of us. Beautifully sad...great poem dear JP... Congratulations on your placement and thank you for your participation. x:-)-luloo

John Watt December 26, 2019 at 1:25 PM JP, this is a stunning write. I often wonder what is there left to write about death, but you have found a new angle. Death is an autocrat - brilliant! Most touching is the loss of friends and loved ones. "My grief is all too potent to express / And far too adamant to ever shake". Wow. You nailed it. ~ John J P Marmaro December 28, 2019 at 6:02 AM Thank you so much, John, for your kind words and encouragement. And thanks too, I reread it following your comments and found an error (12 syllables in line 3!) which had escaped me (I wrote it in the wee hours of a sleepless night, and was less careful than I ought to have been). Thanks for helping me that way too! -- Best regards, JP