Deathly Advice

Don’t look-

it will find you

be ready,

have regrets but stay your instance

 

when the last breath enters

release it from the heart

remember what held you on those cold weary nights

when nothing but lies would fill you

remember these words and nothing else

 

don’t show your weather

wear the only mask you’ve ever known-

touch the soft end of pain when you leave, and

make it the last love you will ever fear

 

every tear that falls come December 

make it lonely

remember that this was all but a memory

a shade gone unshared from a distant distance

a question we asked of each other

grasping past a life from a long place ago

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Once I was foolish. I tested death. I volunteered for every dangerous place when I served. Old Native American saying. Death is always waiting on our left shoulder. I saw death take away friends and I agree with your words. Don't fear death, he comes when he want. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Perdition]

Certainly a test you must have tried on your own for spiritual reasons or personal needs...I would never consider that a foolish thing as that is a part of the shaman journey as well as every young Warrior. Death is a noble beast that waits for the song of our last story to take us willing or not into our good night. Thank you for stopping by and for the kind words Coyote Poetry...will head your way after a smoke or two to welcome in the new day. I know you don't ask or need but I do enjoy reading your howls so till then thank you for sharing your victory and story, it does always seem to be the living that cuts deeper as our friends and family are taken leaving us to continue without their light. Good to have friends at times and I know you understand what I am saying.

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. Good to test life. Always something magically to see hidden. You are welcome my friend.

[lightsong]

I never feared death, and my belief that when it comes to anyone of us, it will be smoothly, even those young ones who might be very sad leaving life, they will be embraced with warmth to comfort them, so I think Your words here will naturally come as we die, though, I don't see this as a death poem alone, but more of a conclusion, a resolution, specially as I read December, December symbolizes death, but then comes January, a new start, a re-birth. but one thing I do know for sure, for someone to write this, they must be going/went through lots and lots... warmest blessings for You dear Joe ✨🌸✨

[Perdition]

Well, we live and try to breathe and so enters the Light and so enters the lack of Light as well.,,never Darkness. I felt a need to just impart what I would cast into the final hours and also what would death suggest as well..both speaking to one another. Things are growing well otherwise as the garden drapes a new scarecrow over the coming winter headstone...thanks as always and sending spooky Halloween greetings from this part of the globe~

[lightsong]

I wrote enough poems about death and afterlife, I so understand that need of Yours to "impart". it gives a certain comfort to feel what it feels, so You can overcome it, if You have any fears or doubts about it.

I pray the Winter will be gentle on You and Your part of the globe~

[Perdition]

Well first thank you and secondly ..fear? Death?..you can't be a poet or artist and fear death as it is such an integral as intricate part of our artistry... you almost begin to love the notion and ever present part of it. It's one of the largest fears we have as humans but as artists we've run along death's trail which makes it a lover of sorts..strange but true. Thank you so much for your kind prayers..I trust they will land somewhere close by and sending them back at ya as well. Happy writings Light!!

[lightsong]

YOU are always so welcome, and Thank You too :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, this is an enticing poem...to welcome death with an open heart...that same heart that got us through life...even with the bad memories and the lies....living and loving was our truth....might have seemed a long time ago...but on our death bed...everything our life was and is will meet at that last moment.
this is such a good piece....one of the best i have read in a good while.
j.

[Perdition]

Been there have we? In that cold deep dark canyon where the shadow throws its cast and the question is asked?..Truly a beautiful review J and thank you once again for that...This is a conversation I have had with many poets and most of those conversations have been wonderful. We welcome death with every breath...we crave it because we journey toward it on a primordial level ...it's the living that kills us..lol. Thanks again as always..you are a talented poet... no doubt~!