Collection poems some as smooth and refreshing as swim in the ocean, others frivolous, lighthearted, thought provoking and happy. Poems of life and death, beauty and reality by true refined wordsmith.
Lose yourself in words and imagery.
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In the deep cold breath of winter when the snow lay thick and deep.
I saw a robin laying on the snow in death's cold sleep,
frozen by the snows cold touch, in deaths ardent clutch,
he lay forgotten there by all but me, he haunted my mind and was all I could see,
though most around were celebrating the yule tide, my memories returned to where grave less lied,
killed by the yule tide snow, left forgotten now lost in the flow.
Coffee Addicts Anonymous
Hello my name is... I'm addicted to coffee, my favorite coffee flavor is toffee, I started drinking it when I was young, I like the way it tastes on my tongue, I can't give it up, I try but in my hand I always am finding another cup.
Writer's Block
I can not write, I lost my insight, I can't spin a rhyme, not at this time, I have writers block, my head is as pliable as a rock, the words I need are hiding from my mind, I'm falling behind, I can't get my mind to unblock, my head is like a faceless puppet sock.
Vivienne and the Reaper
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A Matter of Death
Vivienne you will die there are no buts about it" a skeletal man in Benedictine monks outfit said. said Vivienne in reply "but- but-" staring at his head.
The Reaper huffed "Stop saying but! you can't deny or bargain with me!" Vivienne took deep breath and and said "So you came for me?"
Death said as sharply as a a blade " yes! I have! You died a midnight" Vivienne sobbed slightly and said "Midnight? It is 5 to midnight!"
The Reaper looked as awkward as a skeleton could, Vivienne cried triumphantly as prisoner reprieved execution "You're early! I live!" The Reaper understood.
The Reaper said nervously "I will take you at midnight!" Vivienne asked nearly as nervously as the reaper was "what killed me tonight?"
The Reaper snapped back "I did!" Vivienne shook her head saying "not you! cause of death can you tell me or is it forbid,"
Death laughed and said " stroke!" "It started when you awoke!"
Vivienne shouted "I am not having a stroke! I am not dying" the Reaper said "Then why are you crying?"
the Reaper said "and why are you speaking like you are having a stroke my dear?" Vivienne noticed she was having a stroke she recognize the symptoms she was struck by fear!
her death was coming and coming soon, five minutes had passed she died alone with Death in the light of the moon.
A Matter of Life and Death
As you mortals live, you exist in your little mortal world 'til death I give, you dwell in life on days bittersweet, knowing that one day we'll meet! you dwell on the little things which will one day be forgotten, while I wait for you my begotten, you fear me and and yet you fear lying alone in oblivion, yes I'm talking to you hear me Vivienne, don't turn away from me it is the truth, do I need give you proof?
The Soul of Vivienne Is Taken
Lost in death cold grasp, I am within his clasp, I see his scythe, his bony hands I know I will lose my life, he leads 3 dogs of death, I feel I'm breathing my last breath, the terror consumes my entire soul, I'm sure it's his goal, He takes me to another world, to dwell in the land of the dead, in the nether-world.
Lost is the soul in death cold grasp, I am beyond life's last gasp,
I know not where I'm going with this harbinger of death, my soul is being led to a world which I see as a fiery breath,
deeper and deeper we go into hell, the under world, I see it as fading old world with fading ghosts, souls unfurled,
the soul asked of death "Why is the world here disappearing," Death replied " Vivienne, this world is a memory and like all memories it fades as time passes. The center of this region we are nearing."
The region was brown and fading the inhabitants were at various stage of fading to oblivion, the reaper said "We are here I shall leave you now, Vivienne"
I fear now I am truly lost and alone in hell forever here shall I fade, be forgotten and dwell.
Journey To The Nether-World And The World Beyond
Down and down we go ever eternally down, til when we end in a land of fading hues of brown, I look around to see we weren't alone, where I exiled was a murky shadow of a town,
It was populated with people who fade with time like the land to nothing, ghosts of those dead and gone, fading memories of the living, reaching second death in oblivion, I see someone I know she was partly faded her name was Vivienne, she said "all disappear who have died the soul is but a fading memory of life, The reaper is ruler of this land of strife, like ghosts in the living world destined to fade and die again, like a pen the ink just runs out fades, so it go with the living and dead of men."
