Andrea Dietrich Poet Etheree

Oblivion

He 
lies on
a small bed.
There are no friends.
Nor is there a spouse
with him in his last hours.
All those he loved have passed on.
Terror grips him; it’s all he knows.
He starts to choke; a nurse comes running.
Oblivion is swallowing him whole.

Written 12/9/2015

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Valerie Staton January 25, 2019 at 8:52 AM Very nicely written!

Brandon Carter January 14, 2016 at 10:03 PM I enjoyed this one. not sure if intentional or not but very nice how the word "he" is at the top of the tree/arrow shaped poem by itself when the subject is in the most lonely portion of his life

Robert Lindley December 24, 2015 at 10:58 PM Sorry that I previously missed replying to this contest being finished. Congrats on your well deserved win my friend.

Poet Destroyer A December 20, 2015 at 12:30 AM Andrea, Congrats on your win In Rob Carmack's Oblivion contest. Love ~LINDA~

Skat A December 19, 2015 at 3:06 PM Andrea,, Congrats on your Oblivion WIN **SKAT**

Frederic Parker December 19, 2015 at 1:48 PM congratulations, I thought this one was powerful

James Inman December 15, 2015 at 10:49 AM Enjoyed this, Andrea. You know I like dark. I started a reverse on this but nothing came out. Love the last line. I have an Etheree I don't think you've seen, "Anesthesia."

Jennifer Walker December 14, 2015 at 7:14 PM Frightening thought of dying by oneself.

Maurice Yvonne December 10, 2015 at 8:30 PM Yeah, luv it! A Fav!

Thomas Martin December 10, 2015 at 5:31 PM Enjoyed, Andrea!

Tim Smith December 10, 2015 at 3:42 PM Wow...awesome Andrea...this is one of my fears...to die alone in Oblivion

CayCay Godwin December 10, 2015 at 10:51 AM The drama in this scares me because it is all too real and possible for all of us. A realistic emotion that your pen sharply sends to the reader without use of multi verses - it is hard to be that effective and you did it. CayCay CayCay Godwin December 10, 2015 at 10:53 AM Without knowing it, I just contradicting Ian - everyone is so different. CayCay

Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2015 at 8:57 AM You did this well although the photo confused me. Andrea Dietrich December 10, 2015 at 9:14 AM OMG, I put the sports picture with THIS one!!!

Arthur Vaso December 9, 2015 at 11:48 PM Such a powerful poem Andrea, it sure made me think, as I am sure it does all, of our future and growing old.

Kim Merryman December 9, 2015 at 11:09 PM This is so sad! I can picture this scene and it brings tears to my eyes. Great etheree, Andrea! Love, KIm

Casarah Nance December 9, 2015 at 10:05 PM wow, that really packs a lot of feeling in such a short write, it is amazing how a short form can produce a big punch. Nice one!

Joseph May December 9, 2015 at 9:50 PM Such a poignant write Andrea...well penned..

Donna Jones December 9, 2015 at 9:45 PM Yikes! Terror came through in this write Andrea...don't know what contest its for but sure it will do great

Frederic Parker December 9, 2015 at 9:41 PM interesting take, death and loneliness two very powerful things to deal with...good luck in the contest.

Beautiful Scars December 9, 2015 at 9:30 PM Wow Andrea,some pretty deep stuff! so raw I love it! gl in the contest:)-lu *smiles*

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores December 9, 2015 at 9:18 PM Excellent Etheree. Good luck in the contest.

John Lawless December 9, 2015 at 8:26 PM very dark and well conceived Andrea. Should do well in the contest..

Francis Osho December 9, 2015 at 8:20 PM i like it andrea