A Day of Reckoning and Night


A look of death

A look of death, your face is white–
I do not ask, to be polite;
Instead I comment on my day
And grasp for other things to say.
Your eyes don’t ever meet my sight.

I know that you are not all right;
I try to make my words invite
The truth behind your stark display:
A look of death.

I should have asked what gave you fright,
A rude response but one that might
Have torn the curtain, brought a ray
Of sunshine into dark dismay
And fended off this morbid blight:
A look of death.

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6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Meenakshi Malhotra
    Jan 09, 2013 @ 03:01:42

    The look of death can really be frightening and unsettling!

    exquisite piece!

    Reply

  2. Polly Robinson
    Jan 10, 2013 @ 04:07:40

    Deep ~ disturbing ~ familiar …

    Reply

  3. Pengyou
    Jan 12, 2013 @ 02:16:08

    Goodness, thanks for writing this. It put words to emotions for me. 🙂

    Reply

    • wordcoaster
      Jan 12, 2013 @ 11:33:26

      Really? That’s wonderful! If poetry can illuminate inner dialogue, then it has gone above and beyond it’s duty and reached the heart. Thank you so much! 😀

      Reply

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