Drk Poet


Reflective Moments - Poem by Drk Poet

We don't die very often
on this time of the night,
for as our spirits share
the frontline with the dames
of the clouds, do our memories
sail in a ship wreck of joy

for how much is the butterflies
in our youth or the candlelights
in our grunion age to startle the
fireflies in the skies

when the meadows in our eyes
from the uprising of the sun
sparkle the tinkles on the sands,
do we sage our backs to a rest

We don't die very often
on this time of the night
for its a long street into
nothingness on this side
of our lives

as moments refined in tears
backs broken by years
its our reflective silence
that surjourns into the rest

and as we gather and decant
into the day, do we learn,
to be alive might be a
chance to be alright
and sail into peace
of no regrets

We don't die very often
on this time of the night,
for something beautiful
always is our keep for
the flight, a little smile
in our hearts for the mile

Drk Poet ~}

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Found Poem


Comments about Reflective Moments by Drk Poet

  • Godfrey Morris (3/5/2015 4:32:00 PM)


    Great write. Nice concept. (Report) Reply

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  • (3/5/2015 4:06:00 PM)


    We may die many times but our souls always live on.
    A great poem.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2015



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