Digging My Heals In!

Inspired again by a comment from Coyote John!

The older I get

the less I flirt

with death.

My demise

is now nearer

than the end of the tunnel

closer than the horizon,

no longer a distant star.

There it looms

from the shadows

trying to intimidate me,

trying to still my heart

and stop it dead.

But I have grown

all too canny

to allow fate

to seal that deal

with the devil.

I have a thick skin,

an impervious layer

of psychological armour

that lets me

ward off his kind,

as he lays in wait for souls.

 

07/09/20

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I like to imagine that our poet fears not death, fights of the devil and win the battle at the end. A constant struggle indeed for us mortals to be thrown in the lions' den to show our mettle and survival skills. You are a fighter John.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Sami, true enough lol!

[Sami Khalil]

Hehehe. You are welcome sir John.

[X]

Let him wait in the shadows and flirt with love instead...it wards off death and illness...Here is to life and the ever after:) Thought provoking and beautifully penned!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Agreed! Many thanks Kira. Some sage advice.

[Dave Brown]

nicely done
feel much the same way but that once thick skin is becoming perilously thin

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Don't be undone Dave. Me I have more devil that Satan and thus am happy to take him on. Don't really believe in him so that helps lol Many thanks.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Let us be the soul snatchers and rob Him of his foul deeds. For death silently waits for us all. I say let our light be what monster's dread. :) I think there is a story in that :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed possibly a story in it Cherrie, I will look forward to it. Many thanks