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The Bitter Kiss of Death

When I taste the bitter kiss of death
Whose touch will close these sightless eyes.
Will you rise?
Head bent with heavy sorrow?

Or, wait,
Until the morrow,
And stand by my expectant grave
To shed your silver tears.

Or, will you pause.
And save your tears,
For more important loss
In other years?

Will you, softly,
Walk away
And promise to return?
Another day.

Will you bring scented flowers?
To place
Above my face
That I might smell the life above?

Or, when asked of me,
Will you whisper?
'I forgot' it's not,
That I don't care.

I wonder?
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Owain Glyn

Submitted: Sunday, March 10, 2013


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A voice from the grave.

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  • Lyn Paul (3/30/2013 6:59:00 AM)

    Do you really wonder this? Your words are always so thoughtful and caring that I am so sure tears will fall for you.

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  • Valerie Dohren (3/15/2013 12:14:00 PM)

    Guess we all want to be remembered with love, and flowers are a token of that. Poignant but lovely poem.

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  • Lynne Fincherspringarden (3/10/2013 10:42:00 PM)

    Flowers and caring words and deeds must be shared before our loved ones go into that dark night... Only on this side of the grave do we wonder who will lament our passing... once we have crossed over we leave such cares far behind. This poem invokes much sadness and a need to reassure the writer that his friends and family will indeed be there to comfort and console in this last life passage.

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  • Thomas A Robinson (3/10/2013 6:04:00 PM)

    Poignant: but one should not wait till death to share life.
    Let each one laugh and cry together so as to share the few precious seconds we each are
    allotted.

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