Death UnCertain

For the CREATIVE POETRY GROUP.

She was zealous in her desires
Her beliefs are what drove her
Some told her that she was foolish
She only listened to her Father

The air was frigid that afternoon
As she wandered to the place of the cross
The wind rattled branches so like bones
Dried lives the wind did toss

She hoped she was as resilient as they said
But useless words did her no good
He who she loved was long gone from this world
Her bawdy ways were now no ones food

Her moods were mercurial these days
Standing over his unmarked frozen grave
Once upon a time amative had been their way
She knew now there was nothing to save

The cold winds curled tightly about her
No longer was she lithe like the river willows
Aphrodisiacs mocked her into nights dark
She sank into blackness with death soft as pillows

Reviews

[KAREN]

Awesome story, imagery was great, felt like I was there.

[Black Cat Fever]

A very tragic and sad situation but one that too often happens. Death is a part of life. Nicely done!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great imagery of dark haunting days! Excellent!

[Wolf's Dark Song]

A very dark and painful story in your poem. Powerfully written and very compelling. Good writing, this is.

[Star Wolf]

Terribly sad, sometimes a person cannot survive the death of their loved. Very powerfully in its emotions.

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a sad tale of loss and giving up on life for the beauty of love has moved on to the next world.