Angel of Death

Something a little different than my normal

It seems the harbinger of Death
Dons his onyx velvet cloak
Riding across the earthly sky
On a steed of satin black

Death, quietly calling out names
Gathering those mortal souls
Whose human time has ended
Shadowed like a starless night

Long silky Obsidian hair blows
With the crashing of the wind
As sapphire eyes gleam like star dust
Gazing across the horizon

Feathered wings folded on his back
Hidden from people simple sight
As he softly repeats their names
But a hushed whisper upon the clouds

A comforter to the sick and frail
Whose moments tick by with pain
As he leads them peacefully
To Heavens strong shining gates

His arrival seems more frequent
Over the span of a couple weeks
Collecting a few nearer to me
Releasing them from earthly confines

Reviews

[Lorry]

The call that comes to us all, usually at the most inopportune time, that we cant hide from and for some it is the blessing they have been waiting on.
At least the release from earthly confines means being pain free at long last.
I do hope there are puddles to splash in in heaven. It is tge great leveller for everyone to be able to smile and giggle at the splooshes.
Plus, i bet in heaven they have instant drying so you never have to walk around with soggy socks!
Now thats my idea of heav.....what do you mean i'm not on the list? 😝

[Poetic Beauty]

Oh I do hope there are puddles to splash in, lakes to swim and rain to dance in. Those simple childish things bring great happiness and joy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Death, be not proud..." John Donne
Death is destined to die while, after one short sleep, we are destined to wake, eternally immortal. If the truth were known, death is but a part of life inserted between new beginnings. We see that clearly in nature but deny it in ourselves.

[Poetic Beauty]

Many fear death

[Fabian G. Franklin]

It's a purely irrational fear like fearing the sunrise or clouds. It's simply an inevitable part of life.