Breath Poem by Frances Ayers

Breath



Breath(A Double Cinquain)

A breath
Hauntingly slows
As the drum rhythm beats
To a crescendo, then nothing
I glimpse

Your face
An expression
Frozen by times hand
As the eternal sleep beckons
I stare

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Suman Kumar Das 08 December 2013

so beautifully composed.......................loved it..................i also invite you to put and rate on my writes..

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