Geoff Reed


The Dance Of Death - Poem by Geoff Reed

The silent cold of night
Wraps us in the fog
A quilt of death chills to the bone.
The ground beneath is thin.
The barrier between life and death
Is about
To give
Way.
The dead rise to devour the
Living.
None are spared as
Mothers tear apart sons,
Husbands devour wives,
Pets attack children.
And we join them,
The ranks of death,
Festering chaos.
Dance the dance of death
And be spared of the curse of
Life.


Comments about The Dance Of Death by Geoff Reed

  • (3/8/2007 10:47:00 AM)

    Just lettin u know i love it! ! ! it's awesome and i never thought you'd write like that oddly enough. u should write more often~ and by the way...my poem was about i guess basically the fire=ing hell/devil and the man=ing jesus and us thanking God we were alive to live again. hope that makes more since now! (Report)Reply

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  • (3/7/2007 9:25:00 PM)

    Yo thats hectic.. I love it, imma read that a few more times.. nice.... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, January 28, 2011


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