Tag: death

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Autumn's Lingering Hues, Pacific Spirit Regional Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada copy

Vibrance ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #266

 Recall the vibrance
Once displayed in many hues
Now no more than trace remains
Though brightness scattered
Here and there

Decay sets in
Drains true nature
Of its lifely due
Thus am I left
With naught but mem’ries

Fading fast

Remiss this guard
Of summer past
Which lingers still
In so few leaves
Fallen to the forest floor

There soon enough
Back to earth
Will they be drawn
And all that was
Will then be gone

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What Light through Yonder Skyline Breaks, Central Market, Valencia, Catalonia, Spain

Dimming Light

The light which skylight glass admits
Be grey and dour as such the day commits
While just as dim our life in quarantine submits
Then random seem the ones for whom disease remits

Their darkest hour
To bed confined
For none the power
To stall the march of death’s decline

And so alone
Souls pass away
While not a hand
Is offered they
But latex glove
The touch at end of earthly stay

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Waves, Seaside Creek Beach, Pacific Coast Highway, Mendocino County, California, United States of America

Waves

I hasten out to the beach
Envelope in hand
Fumbling to get at its contents
I don’t even notice the surf

The wave peters out
Just before it reaches me
Its last energy spent
As bubbling foam dissipates

My muscles relax
Tension leaves my body
While the ocean recedes
Back down the beach

I turn over the paper again
Check the wording again
The test was negative

The test was negative

I’m going to live

Another wave comes
Stronger than the last
Soaking just one shoe

Which makes a delightful squish
As I stride back up to the house
Good tidings in hand

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Pistol River Middle, Gold Beach, Oregon Coast Highway, Oregon, United States of America

Shoreline ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #220

Sooner or later
We all come to the shoreline
Beyond which lies a great unknown
A deep, unfathomable darkness

Most of us are allowed a choice there
To dive right in with more or less grace
Or cling to the land against the inexorable tides

No matter the choice, whether or no we have one
We are all, inevitably, drawn down into that great depth

I rather like to think a beautiful light awaits us there