Dec. 4, 16
"Taunting Death" Death stands in the rain. She splashes past, noticing, "What a gaudy hat you're wearing," she accuses. ...tbc --------- 12/06/2016 The silence you left behind Is a dirge heard in the ocean deep. Those sorry words you spoke Left a cold metallic taste on my tongue. ---------- Longing for something new A new drawing does not satisfy-- Nor wine, nor chocolate, Nor love, nor dance, New books, new films, new friends. Yearning persists. A travel plan will quench temporarily. But is it the view that needs to change or does the window simply need cleaning? ----------- When the sun has become sullen And even the moonlight frowns... ----------- Dec. 11, 2016 Stop deceiving the sun With your reckless smile Rains must pour, torrents flood Mountains will quake Even as you salute the whipped breeze And carry on as you did before me Then, there was only a black void Creation accreted And you can no longer hide Death's "mirthless grin" is the shade. Sunburnt. ----------- (Is this poetry or just a bunch of bourgeois saccharin bullshit?) copyright 2016 RJ McMurray
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