Comfort for Their Dying Breath

Sunlight, streams of liquid gold.

Morning buds of life unfold.

Petals kissed by gilded light,

Perfume sweet and colours bright.

 

Blades of jade with morning dew,

Clinging tight, they freeze askew.

Frosted knives lost in the crush,

All destroyed in human rush.

 

Lakeside house on patch of dirt.

Nothing grows where life is hurt.

Silent shadow, a deadened blight,

Hidden from the world of light.

 

Standing where turmoil is rife,

One foot in death and one in life.

For ease of life we choose the death,

Our comfort for their dying breath.

Author's Note

I really do hope this is passable, at least. It took me at least two hours and a lot of crossing-out.

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Reviews

[Wolfhilde]

I like this poem. Well done!

[ATG]

This was very good. The imagery was great and it flowed really well. I enjoyed reading it.

[Tate Morgan]

Very nice love the words used and the interplay of of them

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is beautiful with a undertone of sadness. I like each paragraph. Making the story stronger. The last paragraph I like a lot. True statement is stated. A powerful poem. I like poetry you need to read a few times. This poem is needed to be read a few times to grasp everything. A excellent poem.
Coyote