lingering wound

hour by marching hour

time has all eventualities in its tread

 

a progression that brings down the walls of every life

 

Inexorably linked, we are inescapable subjects

our final destinations the same

an awaiting darkly rewarding price

of nothing for the cost of having lived

 

the thoughts of such payments

sink into my mind like a stone

 

impossible to put aside considerations

for the fearing in heart

 

those hoping they will be singled out

from the droves who vanish prematurely

 

hoping that their own personal forever darknesses

remain patient, favourably distant

and distilled with

the added promise of eternities encore

◄ all the reparations you will ever need

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Fred Nicholson

Sat 19th Oct 2019 05:30

Death is more inevitable than life.
Some cultures celebrate meeting it.
Our primary Christian culture fears it.

Why do you think that is Rose C?

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Rose Casserley

Wed 16th Oct 2019 13:29

Thank you very much, Ruth, Cynthia, Fred and Vautaw.

I wonder if guys, the subject of death tops the list when it comes to the kinds of subjects poets write about?

Wouldn't surprise me in the least if 'it' is number one. In fact, it could be both interesting and helpful to compile ( if possible ) a list thereby knowing what the most popular subjects are to aim for.

Thank's again all.



Rose 💋

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Fred Nicholson

Tue 15th Oct 2019 04:33

Rose, these words say it all for me.
". . . awaiting rewarding price of nothing for the cost of having lived."

Some folks say 'be hear now', for now is all there is, and here is no other moment. I feel the humor of 'what if' expressed in this poem, while life is just that, life.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Sat 12th Oct 2019 13:51

Splendid, Rose, in every way - thought, insight and execution - and, as Ruth says, universality.

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Ruth O'Reilly

Sat 12th Oct 2019 12:14

I really enjoyed the way you have captured the constant underlying human fear of death that we all share. The line ' A progression that brings down the walls of every life' is a wonderful description of getting older.

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