Along Came Death

Poem By Deb Fowler

Along came death....then
her arms held open wide....that day
Sometime later eyes open....now
sweeping gently for remnants of life....forever
drifting, falling, sleepless days....always
fearing for her return.....today.

Comments about Along Came Death

Death can be fearful for some and peaceful for others. Depends on how deep faith is.
Awesome slice of the Abstract Verse...Fear of the Unknown....unless there be a Faith of Steel that tows the anchor of Death's thwart away...I Love this piece, Deb ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''fjr
You captured a great reality 'all men fear death' You did this well Short and to the point Dicky Cantrell


Rating Card

3,2 out of 5
9 total ratings

Other poems of FOWLER

$alvation

Rented sign
in bold letters
'Souls Wanted, Apply Within'

A Blue Iris

The rains had come
to cool and soothe
the ashes & embers
of burnt out thoughts

Alone

I stand tall, naked
limbs extended to the sun

proudly, I reach for the sky

The End

He took a long last drag
as he looked
out across the water,
the birds raced and dived,

The Grass

I am my Mother, as I weep
when reading of death and life,
knowing forever exists only in
the mind.