From Death's Arrest Poem by Phillip Hoffeld

From Death's Arrest

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From Death's Arrest I shall be
Never more apart from thee.
Confined to Woe, life's sole thought
My body sold, and my soul bought.

Tarry not, worry none
Now not two, but only one.
Time is fleeting, ends too soon
Cry no more; a silent tune.

Look at me, as you pass by
Taking time, but not to cry.
With your mind, think of me
At Death's Arrest, you shall be.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Steve Prince 12 March 2014

Outstanding. Why have you not written more?

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Dave Walker 09 February 2012

Really great poem like it, a great write.

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Valerie Dohren 09 February 2012

A great poem - good flow and ver.y poignant.

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Victoria Gauci 09 February 2012

Bravo! Very well done. I love the rhythm.

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