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Done Walking
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Done Walking |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Done Walking I don’t see them yet, I rarely raise my eyes. But feel them circling, ‘Pon the forbidden skies. The pretext they harvest. ‘Fore harrowing the deed. Could spark angels to sing Of the power of need. To lay their open claim, On the bones they will pick. Even ‘fore last breath’s drawn, In fever for the pith. Without an ounce of shame, Then fall back to the skies, Already moving on, ‘Where the next victim lies. So, finally, I look up. I know that I am ready. Where beady eyes of ebony, On black wings, slow and steady, Whisper to me of what awaits, But then just fly away. Leave me to pick up my own bones… More like, just let them lay. Now maybe a bit shook up, In shadows of dejection. I wonder what it is in me That’s earned sweet death’s rejection. Always one to try tempting the Fates They won’t look me in eye. Just leaves me to dance the headstones Of all I have watched die. It’s been a fever, been a chase, Been a lifetime of reaching. Of eyes cast down, a fool’s renown, And tiny insects leeching Blood through strained lips and fingertips And every shadow talking. Now I just lay, await decay… My friends, I am done walking. Michael Anderson 11/13/2019 |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Vultures. Human and animal. I hate them! Very dark here, but very much you. Better than Poe.  Oh, and you are definitely not done walking. "...miles to go..", Michael. "How much is real? So much to question |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
Oh..You're too sweet for those blasted birds! Somberly delicious.. Sky~ ~ Cherish Everything ~ |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Michael...Loved this and the subject matter. Waiting for death to consume you and let the darkness take you on that last ride with those that wait your demise. Keep walking my friend the future will be bright and light up your life...Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ |
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Starmcneil 1955 Member Posts 174 Alberta, Canada |
Your trip is not yet finished...I feel the darkness of this poem and can only tell you that you have much more to share before your time is done...walk on poet |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
I don't know, Jenn. I seem to be much more partial to the winged species of vulture. They at least wait till you die (most of the time) before they start picking your bones. Like your "miles to go" reference. I wrote a Frost tribute once: "The world is twisted, dark and fake But I have promises to break, Eons to go before I wake, Eons to go before I wake." |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lol, Sky~, I am sure that is the reason they keep avoiding me, now that you mention it. Thank you for the smile. Michael |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Thank you for your kind words, Paul. I had not given too much thought to the entire gist of this poem but when I read back on it now, it seems to me that it is entirely metaphorical. I am probably one of those guys that will get up and go to work every day until the day he dies. I need the routine in my life. However, the most fundamental part of that routine, I think, was the giving up of all expectations in life. In essence, laying down mentally. Anyhow, seems even darker to think about it like that. Michael |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
You inspire me to not let the dark have complete control of my pen, Karen. There is warmth with light, and yours shines brightly. I thank you for that. Michael |
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