Eric Cockrell


Have I Spoken Lately? - Poem by Eric Cockrell

have i spoken lately
too often of death?
hard not to...
when i can feel
the hot breath on my neck.
and the shudder of blackness
that rattles my bones!
the knock, the figure in shadow,
too familiar to feel safe.
the hand as cold as ice,
that takes all,
leaving nothing behind.
but tis not fear i feel,
just a tired resignation.
and a powerful sense
of things left undone,
and stars i forgot to name!
as for love,
i know not what else,
or what more i could have done.
i just pray it's enough,
the very breath of my dreams,
and the intent beneath my thoughts.
so, so be it!
i have no baggage.
the moon is full,
the path is sure.
tis not flowers that you smell,
but the scent of my pure longing!


Comments about Have I Spoken Lately? by Eric Cockrell

  • (5/19/2012 4:02:00 AM)


    Yes, I agree with Dave Walker! ! Great poem, Eric.. (Report) Reply

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  • Simon Collins (5/18/2012 6:12:00 PM)


    Wonderful words Eric, thanks (Report) Reply

  • (5/18/2012 5:20:00 PM)


    If we can talk about death and can say we are going to die one day,
    then we can live, live life to the full as much as we can. great poem.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, May 18, 2012


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