Death Sijo Poems

Like a bruise melting from blue to black, grief shows up slowly,
Appearing in the steam of coffee once shared, a laugh similar,
Yet as scabs heal...

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Sun recedes earlier each day as fall gives way to winter.
Vibrant colors of my favorite trees recede in sympathy.
Death of light and color usher in...

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A final word, final hug, final tear~
     the mourners disperse,
Leaving her with golden photos
     and memories worth...

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Subtle beak peeks, blowing through a reef’s ostentatiousness
Emerging from dark impervious depths, the need to breathe
Adept adaptation caught between the blues and greens of aqua...

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Over two-hundred thousand Covid-19 victims now; 
easy to forget these are people, not "numbers of deaths," they are...
brothers, sisters, husbands, wives, parents, grandparents, et al.





Date...

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        LIFE TO DEATH              ...

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In eerie voice chief ghost spoke, “we have many more to welcome”
“More lost souls join us tonight, released from bodies by conflicts,”
“While they war on...

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Running with the van of death, till her legs couldn't defeat the wheels
Lonely road in awful calmth, not a shoulder for cry and share
Covid hit...

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The robin sits inside an icy cauldron on cold stark metal.
Hiding from the brutal northwestern winds and pounding sleet
Quietly freezing to death in this cold...

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Knife-like, piercing words of contempt stab the jugular vein
Exsanguinating victim; accustomed to the blood and sharp pain...
gone numb while slowly dying a death by a...

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Go away, Grim Reaper. You've got more waiting to do, death
I refuse to let you rob me of this fun, beautiful life just yet
I'll continue...

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Your hazel eyes ask how long I have waited and longed for you
Ask the raven, how many times I asked to borrow his wings
How many...

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A phoenix reincarnates, self incinerating.

Ashes to revivification; phoenix achieves.

Spontaneous combustion that, humans can’t master, purifies phoenix’s spirit.
...

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How beautiful the frosty breath of winter on the land
A breath so cold ...a kiss of death...that turns Mother Earth to stone  
But with...

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When Again We Meet

Softly he says, "Should I die do not wait for me." She smiles,
"Just as the moon exhales no light without first a...

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