Tag: death

Waiting for Death

She perches in a crook of the mesquite tree with the gnarled bark surrounding her. A brilliant flash of green with a rosy face. There is an aura about her, eyes once alert to every move now glazed, beseeching. A black crow sits above… Continue Reading “Waiting for Death”

The Raven’s Plight

“Ravens are the birds I’ll miss most when I die. If only the darkness into which we must look were composed of the black light of their limber intelligence. If only we did not have to die at all. Instead, become ravens.” ― Louise… Continue Reading “The Raven’s Plight”

In My Sleep

In my sleep I whimper as you whisper my name calling me to come hither in the shushing haze while the hypnotic pitter patter of the morning rain plinks upon the piano keys of my ragged pain

The Path

And when she arises from her watery grave, in a smoky swirl above the calm frigid lake she walks with him along a familiar trodden path, feeling his heavy sadness and hot bitter wrath for being forsaken.  

Whisper

I cannot see you but I know you’re here for the wind whispers your name and the mockingbird high in the mesquite mimics the blackbird’s song in memory.

Middle Watch

And in the middle watch hours, Loneliness cries out your name as I reach for the cold pillow where your head once lay.

The Last Breath

Each time I see a lovebird whose breath is coming to an end, I ponder what the meaning is of a life lived for them.