Death is a woman
at the height of her beauty. She
is shining and warm, moonlike,
starlike, a rushing blood rose
at the peak
of its bloom
when Death visits she
is perfect. When Death visits
she is saddest
she has never been more beautiful
this is the one single moment
where from here
until forever there is only a slow
and honeyed decay, a pulse slowly
stopping, a soft
retreating wave pulling grit
into its heart, from here
only dying and dying forever.
There are traces of ingenuity in this piece.
Conceptually though I do not understand when the death is a woman( so inspired) why 'IT' ( the death) visits her in the next stanza if she was 'IT' already in the beginning.
This poem is old. Please write more. love to read them.
1 year ago
by Ben Pickard
An interesting poem with a unique idea that you have executed really well with some great imagery.
This is an amazing poem, I really love the way you have pictured death, which is something that is normally seen as ugly. Here it is portrayed as a fascinating black knight in the night of the soul, the invisible blade that has been living since the dawn of times, an ocean of non-existent blackness that swallows every single breathing spark of life. I adore the imagery Sibs uses here it's got such beauty to it which contrasts with the subject matter in a beautiful way.
4 years ago
This poem reminded me of the newer Snow White movie, with Charlize Theron (don't kill me haha). This poem is absolutely intriguing and amazing. I keep trying to write a comment and everything fails me, because I just liked to read it over and over.
"until forever there is only a slow
and honeyed decay, "
Beautiful. Well done, and I hope to see this a winner. Sorry for my lame comment, I just can't form words!