the realm unceasing -
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the thrums of my heart
are not now abounding,
still, a hush of quietude -
death is but an echo ...
a soul's tender ripples
on the surface of eternity,
as it plunges from life …
to the depths ... of Heaven.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Eight-Line Poem" Poetry Contest, Rick Parise, Judge & Sponsor.
~ 2nd Place ~ in the "Strand Choice U, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2017
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