Death and Darkness

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  • jickyjack
  • I have recently had my book "Brain Etchings" poetry from a cynical old geezer published. It is available on blurb.com or you can contact me here.

Death and Darkness

A twisted vine is growing,
knotted, twisting, tight
a flame inside
is glowing,
hotter, blistering white
a shotgun blast
explodes the night
a single pull
creates it's light
Then death and sudden darkness.

The day has come to cut the vine
it's grown too long
where no sun shines
with one quick slash
of razor knife
the world is gone
and so is strife
Welcome death and darkness.

He cannot tell
the doctors say
from dreams last night
and life today
the rope that tightens
round the throat
chokes the pride
he used to gloat
Then swallows death and darkness.

Who'd write such morbid
death-filled lines?
He cannot be
a friend of mine.
Ensuing tale
of gory death,
he asked for you
in final breath
Answered death and darkness.

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Charlie23 commented on Death and Darkness

09-12-2009

This is a very well written poem! A horrible loss, when one makes an untimely departure from this world as they took it upon themselves to decide the when and where. Very nice work!

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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Death and Darkness 3
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A Wrenched Heart 3