Poet mourn thyself
A sensational death
Is it selfish to mourn your own death, to pity that final breath, that last whiff of earthly perfume sublime?
Oh! last fateful kiss, to miss bless'd warmth of the embrace, the touch of cheek to cheek, face to face?
No more to hear lilting, lulling melody, sweet goddess Cecilia’s blessing?
Bitter, sweet, salt and sour, the heart’s desire of milk and honey, heady savour to tantalise?
Funny, how life’s candle dims, no more to see sun rise, close your eyes, do you mourn your own demise?
About the Creator
Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Comments (10)
Sensational it is! Great work, Ray.
very poignant and clever!
This is quite hauntingly lovely.
It is a lovely and thought-provoking poem.
Well done and thoughtful!
This is a good take on death in a way. Something to think about in a way.
I sometimes do, hehehe. This was an excellent take on the challenge! Loved your poem!
Are you channeling the Romantics?
I imagine myself bellowing this to an audience to end act 2. Well done
This is lilting and evocative poetry, Ray! Excellent entry to the challenge!