Long Death Poems
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Hello I see your face, it seems familiar.
I know you’re friendly in my sense-spared sensory.
A science undiscovered in the veil of speculation
all animals have the same marvels, a beehive of anti-separation.
A mechanism of creation, the working parts of intricate design.
Just whispering knocks of air echoing perfectly in streams of geometric beams
They bounce empty like the tap-drip and basin destitute from salvation
like overgrown vegetation concealing its foundations
A passing memory murmurs a smirk; for one moment you’re fighting its curse
overdosed on chemical commerce.
Your fingers are touching the hands of your births
Then lapsed, gripped, tension and Insanity of the absurd.
Some moments are worse.
You’re living a lost quasi-life; erasing the fear of death.
Hopeful for life and communication
Grasping at "life stations"
You are a soggy sand-castle merging with the tide,
in the blanket for the lost.
A fading picture almost complete and in a few more moments,
without reach and without touch.
Another day will dawn and your still buzzing away,
in the confusion of babies and the memories that stay.
As the odometer had read that day, nine seventeen seventeen
Least in my head, but not knowing really what it would mean
Then after a few weeks passed it clearly came into such light
For that's when the votes will be cast, by evening on that night
Here on the eve of that very day if passed it will not bode well
As I sit here and continue to pray and in so going about to tell
If you have NEVER tried to pray before try to just start tonight
For whatever may be in store you need to set your family right
Oh I see fire and I see rain, I even see the devil in a blue dress
But mostly I just see pain as the whole world's become a mess
I have called out to you before, but never with reason so stern
Absolutely no one can be sure but all should be able to discern
Sixty seven votes the Senate will need which they may not get
To where all this will eventually lead as with what will now beset
But all of it was written down so one should know what's ahead
All the Glory of His Crown! He meant every single Word He Said
Isaiah 18
And your covenant with death shall be disannulled,
and your agreement with hell shall not stand;
when the overflowing scourge shall pass through,
then ye shall be trodden down by it.
Helpless! I stare up at human children.
Their discovery of me has begun.
I, slow- moving in undergrowth
before I know it, am flipped
upside down.
I move my legs, desperate, they grip air
while, amusement of children
ripples like a brook,
Look they chuckle. “ He’s stuck”
And they poke at me and form
a ring of eyes, above.
I am desperate for kindness now
I retract my neck and limbs
quiet as death until
bored the children
seeing no movement, right me
again, I stumble on,
until a foot with toes poised to flip
is stopped by words
I prayed for
defensive, kind
“Let the poor thing go.”
I hide in the cool leaves before my last
desperate lurch, pond water surges
over me, I swim, my legs paddle.
The water lilies are beautiful
.
How long is instantaneous,
How long is the blink of an eye,
How long is a split second when
Describing time taken to die?
Could that perception of time
Take on a whole new state
Could time and mortality
Combine and participate
To expand that brief instant
Into a scale eons long
Maybe of pain and suffering
Before life is finally gone?
The inevitable mystery before
The cessation of life
Maybe a pleasant calm or
One last storm of mental strife.
Answers a body can’t ever know
Until until they are finally gone
When so far as we know
It’s too late to pass them on.
How long is instantaneous
How long is the blink of an eye
How long is a split second
When describing time taken to die?
I SHALL NOT WANT
He Makes me to lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside still waters, He restores
My soul, He leads me in paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake. Even though I walk through
The valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil;
For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff,
They comfort me.
You prepare a table
before me in the presence
of my enemies; You anoint
My head with oil, my cup
Runs over. Surely goodness
And mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life, and
I will dwell in the house of
The LORD forever.
Coal black eyes glinted
Rage surfacing
Seething, furious
He was like a hard stone
Without sympathy
Or empathy
His lack of compassion
Sent me reeling from him
Fire boiled in his touch
Clutching me roughly
Large hands tangled in tresses
Pulling away wisps, curls
Dark as the night
Fright colored me steely gray
Ashen from the dread
Of this man who I loved
Now on the floor
His boots kicking my limbs
My legs and my torso
As I tried to pretend I was no more
Hope struggled up in my throat
Promising he would stop
If only I could fake death
Falsify my demise
Finally, the ultimate shock
His lips puckered up
But this was no kiss for me
This was spittle all over my face
Bearing the resemblance of shame
That claimed my racing heart
At last the degradation was finished
I was mortified in my finish
Leaving me there on the floor
Aware that I had been chastened
For the love I felt
When I first met this man
With his chocolate eyes and dark skin
Inherited from his Apache ancestry
Now I knew that his eyes
Could reveal his dark soul, his cold heart
Yet, he could be so loving
Like a light in the darkness
Where he sometimes appeared from
And I could be so forgiving
Until the realization set in for me
Fear was stronger than my hope
Soon I would be giving up
As the filth and disgrace wore away my caring
Death has Come and Gone
The full moon shines her ambient light
On the tranquility of the afterlife
Death has come and gone
The dusk forlorn… whispers of a dim song
Little has changed
I am in the same place
The same chair
Maybe needing a little air
The ice cubes exist no more
Death drifts infinitely away
Solitude was destinies tune
As all the songs quieted and died
Rivers dried
When the great flood of sadness
Overcame the skies
Balloons shriveled on top empty playgrounds
In life such as it was
I had no friends
The irony of it all
As here I am in sitting in my chair
In Death
Unnoticed, as days become months
I am surrounded by lovers of great compassion
As they devour the evidence of my existence
Only the skeleton is left
Along with an empty song
For death has but come and gone
On Viewing an Old Photograph
Captured moment of some fleeting day
Though thy subject long ago has passed away.
I see him grin as though he had no care.
Looking young again and oh so fair.
Captured moment, when a little smile
Showed a warm heart that stopped to sit a while
Then ran hurrying ever on its way;
All silly hopes in that brief yesterday.
Could he guess, while sitting in that room,
How soon his corpse would grace a noble tomb?
Dust to dust, the body to the sod.
Dust to dust the rest is left to God.
A captured moment of some fleeting day.
How rapidly our time slips away;
Yet in the picture I see him sitting there,
Looking young again and oh so fair!
Lady,
"Every day i search through the labyrinth and finally found what i was looking for" - Dracula (Netflix Season 1, episode 1)
A drip from the lip, your sustenance
sustaining my meaning of life
in awe, I'm tempted to bite
yes that bite of trust
truth held tight
in more than one night
a series of chances, not forsaken
but taken
a tip to the waiter of might
and we might, cross or stake
root where the Mainecoon roam
walking on home
where bosoms touch
riches fully share
a soliloquy of time and intent
not just love letters sent
a road towards death diverted
as I delve inside your eye
Cailleach Cove
I was told, Veiled One
if I came here to die
that you would come to me
Come to me
The echo in this cave is soothing
I think I hear you
I
I have decided to die
here.
hear
At this time
I will not let my life
of freedom and choice
be ended by a disintegrating disease of
dripping into
you
My will, my mind, my body
I’m feeling tired so
I
I
will set my back against the
cool wall
call
of this cave
I see you
you
more clearly
as my breathing slows
and my eyes close
Your white gown and hair
share
shimmer, like this gritty
spill of
sand, that
my
my
fingers splay against.
Your pale hand is reaching for mine.
I am unable to lift it.
feel the spittle of spray
against my face and
hand
I feel much calmer