Shadow Hamilton Poet Free verse

When the Bell Tolls

As I grow old and frail
feeble I am becoming
my body bones brittle
skin now hangs in folds
legs like sticks all bandy
I sense death he's closing in
soon he will wait no more 
the stench tells it all
death my old friend
waiting in the wings
your grinning face
haunts my dreams
silently you wait
knowing I am yours
when the bell tolls
you will be the victor
and I? to dust return

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Dr. Upma A. Sharma July 1, 2015 at 4:42 AM Deep write Shadow! Great work n an awesome win! Big congrats! Shadow Hamilton July 1, 2015 at 4:46 AM ty Dr Upma hugs

Skat A June 30, 2015 at 11:57 PM SHADOW, :) Congratulations on your win. SKAT LOVE Shadow Hamilton July 1, 2015 at 4:45 AM ty Skat hugs

Eve Roper June 29, 2015 at 9:16 PM Awesome write congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve Shadow Hamilton June 30, 2015 at 4:19 AM ty Eve hugs

Andrea Dietrich May 14, 2015 at 3:51 PM Oh my it is a gloomy one, but yes, I can see why it is among your favorites. I very much enjoyed this, Shadow. thanks for giving me your poem list with the dates included. It is so hard sometimes to track down these older ones!! Shadow Hamilton May 14, 2015 at 4:48 PM sometimes it is good to acknowledge death Andrea after all it is the only certain thing in life after birth hugs

John Posey June 1, 2013 at 5:58 AM This is a real "Stop and thinker".... Well written and thought provoking read.... Jake Shadow Hamilton June 1, 2013 at 6:07 AM hi Jake ty so much for your lovely feedback happy you enjoyed Shadow x

Timothy Hicks May 31, 2013 at 11:55 PM ... well I hope I'm far away from this "dust" stage! 18 is too early to be thinking about death so much... lol. To me this felt more like an acceptance than anything... passing over to the other side with gladness, knowing it welcomed you all along. Well put together, my friend! Shadow Hamilton June 1, 2013 at 4:50 AM I think we tend to shy away from death and writing about it maybe too close to home. we never know when the call will come ty for comments Shadow

Poet Destroyer A May 28, 2013 at 7:49 PM wow Linda, MM's poetry was beautiful.. Hos nightly gazing" was beautiful. If you talk to him, you should tell him to post more poems. He has a new fan. It was very nice of you to direct me to his poetry. I really fell in love with the ending of his nightly gaze.. always~ Linda Shadow Hamilton May 29, 2013 at 6:30 AM hi Linda he is a brilliant poet mainly writes sonnets and rhyme. very sensitive soul he needs encouraging sometimes glad you like his work he's a second son to me. Linda

Barbara Gorelick May 28, 2013 at 5:43 PM Some of us are closer to "dust" than others. lol. You spoke to me with this piece. BG Shadow Hamilton May 29, 2013 at 6:27 AM ty BG pleased you like it appreciate the feedback Linda

Anne-Lise Andresen May 28, 2013 at 12:57 PM - Touching but beautiful, Linda. - Everyone goes the same way .... and become "dust" - Well done and good luck in the contest. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Shadow Hamilton May 28, 2013 at 1:21 PM ty Anne for comments and luck wishes appreciated greatly Linda