See looking down on skyfall
a mouth wide in horror and sand pouring in
Rivers silent in crushing cascades
carry souls, mere specks of life
into the dagger teeth of raw iron
then back on the slow wash of time
currents familiar and strange and slow
rolling through abyss to the end of millenia
before the rise to skylit dreams above
and rebirth on crashing swells
Thrown ashore to grasp at new sand
and leave behind dreams of oblivion
now only a dull echo in aching bones
a whisper in ears that remember deafness
vision in eyes once blind
and the feeling of something almost real
slipping between fingers
that remember what it was
to hold the stuff of nightmare
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Anyone else losing track of the days?
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Image by Андрей Бетев from Pixabay
19 responses to “I Am Become Death”
Um, yes. I think today is that day. The one in between the other two.
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Exactly how I feel.
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Hoppy Easter to YOU!
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And to you!
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Thank you! IT was nice! Quiet, but nice.
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I can’t possibly lose track of the days, since I still have to go to work, but they crawl by so slowly.
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I hope you’re doing well (:
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It seems to be the opposite of normal. Weekdays flicker past while weekends drag interminably. On the other hand, it’s not every day you see a Rolls Royce Corniche cruising down an otherwise empty thoroughfare in the middle of the day or a Trump 2020 cap set on the dash of a Tesla. I don’t know whether coronavirus has much to do with the latter but there it was.
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Strange sights abound. Everything does seem somehow interconnected. It’s not often we face issues that are best dealt with by sitting still and doing nothing.
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There is only this day, that day and the other day. Beautiful writing.
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Hadn’t thought of it like that, cheers (:
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I am 😦
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The slow wash of time. That about says it all Mitchell.
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Agreed!
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I’m not. Life is a nightmare now.
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Hey if you ever want to just talk feel free to email me, any time.
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I love this poem! Is there any chance you might submit it to the anthology I’m editing? “Plague Invasion …”? Let me know …
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Carolyn,
I’d be honored to be included! I bookmarked your post about how to submit, I will email you tomorrow! Thanks for the offer (: cheers!
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Thank you,
I’m so pleased with the wide range of works I have so far for this anthology even at this early stage.
It is shaping up to be a fascinating look at what is happening, how people are managing to remain somewhat sane.
Can you send me a 100 word bio too please, these will go in the anthology as well.
Cheers
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