Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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Tomorrow

Seeping into the next day
Another wing full flight at the ballet
Of life and duty and lustful love
Without clouds, days of the white lovely dove

When candles are snuffed
And the night is ready for sleep
Bed time is simple and easy to keep
Dreaming of all those tomorrows without hurtful sorrows

Down life’s path for me, makes me wary
Shall I survive and live for one more
When the phantoms of the darkest realm appear
I worry, will I awake or die with such fear

I smile in the sunshine
As I weep inside of me
I know is a secret that no one can see
Soon, a death merchant shall frolic in his purchase

Thus setting me free

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Heidi Sands July 7, 2017 at 1:34 PM Arthur, I can relate to this poem of yours. Very well done! Bless you!! :)

Charmaine Chircop May 12, 2017 at 8:19 AM I can relate to your poem....Sometimes we laugh..we smile...we are surrounded by crowds of friends..yet feel so alone...but good days always follow the bad.This is very deep.

Phyllis Babcock May 10, 2017 at 4:08 PM Yes those phantoms of the dark realm can make us fearful. A gem of a poem. love phyl

Lisa Ricci May 9, 2017 at 5:27 AM Good Morning Arthur. Please allow me to simply say this is marvelous poetry in the truest sense and fashion. I loved the voice and tone. This is an entry that must be read out loud with expression and emphasis. Honestly. Excellent completely and entirely. May tomorrow come and may we all be free.

Andrea Dietrich May 7, 2017 at 4:00 PM Sad but very beautiful. The old death merchant. Yeah, he is a busy guy. That last line just MADE the poem, Arthur.

Nette Onclaud May 2, 2017 at 12:37 PM wow, a mix of emotions all brewing and finding some kind of need to grasp quietude... a layered piece, arthur..huggs

Jean Murray May 1, 2017 at 6:38 PM There is too much "life and duty and lustful love" left in you yet I hope .

Emile Pinet May 1, 2017 at 6:31 PM I am captured by the images so skillfully developed by the author and the reality of the words move me. You bring so much belief to the power of your words that we are numbed by the experience. Emile. #7

Andrea Dietrich May 1, 2017 at 3:19 PM A sad one on death and very reflective. Death, when he comes, will release us from pains we have and I trust where we go next WILL be better!

Tim Smith May 1, 2017 at 1:38 PM May you dream of ladies dancing and hearts romancing....much more than 3 is deserved

Darren White May 1, 2017 at 8:48 AM My nightmares seep into my day, I smile at you from the sunshine into your night, right into the dark. We'll chase it away.

Jan Allison May 1, 2017 at 6:49 AM Deep and dark my friend:-) hugs Jan xx

Miraj Raha May 1, 2017 at 2:10 AM only that its not a death merchant but an angel.

Eve Roper May 1, 2017 at 12:04 AM Wonderful write, Arthur, you have such a way with words and the pictures are magnificent :)

Probir Gupta April 30, 2017 at 11:08 PM Lovely deep poem ... Me too like my encounters with the merchant ... so obviously am enchanted ... with your resplendent images ...

White Wolf April 30, 2017 at 10:53 PM A beautiful write, Arthur! Great pondering! Arthur Vaso May 12, 2017 at 9:58 PM Thank you White Wolf!