Death

There was no bypassing or avoiding her-
This black, forbidding, shadowed figure,
She stood at the end of my narrow road,
Her arms outstretched, her dark head bowed.

I could not deviate, turn aside,
I had no precedent and nobody to guide
Or introduce me, or wish me cheer,
In my confused state of fear.

The light of a rainbow in the sky
Illumined her face, and i wondered why
I had been so afraid, unsure,
For her glowing face was calm and pure.

As i grasped her hand, i lost all fear,
And walked with her into a sphere
Of light– a higher plane of existence.

One thought on “Death

  1. Good use of rhyme throughout. Details were also spot on, namely in the characterization of death. Poem itself succeeds in that it’s a tidy story about fearing and embracing something so integral to the human experience–death.

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