~ Faces Of Death Poem by Adeline Foster

~ Faces Of Death

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~ Faces Of Death

Death is a kinder rest than this,
No dreams to plague the night.
In death our thoughts have perished, *
As surely as our sight.
To live is daily struggle;
To die a longer night,
Awaiting that sure promised call
Into a newer light.
An enemy we call it,
And enemy it is
To those who face the struggle
With a will and fire to live.
Yet some embrace the inevitable
With outstretched open arms
And shed the fear that plunges man
Into unreasoning alarms.
For even as the dark of night
Is a friend that brings us rest,
That enemy becomes a friend
To the weary, timeworn breast-
A provision for our suffering,
Release for tortured flesh.
As winter lulls the land and brings
New vigor and new zest,
Death becomes the welcome friend
In a world as cruel as this.
Some enemies are kinder than
The friends we may profess.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by an attempt to understand
Emily Dickinson's preoccupation with death
and *Ecclesiastes 9: 6
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Crimson Soul 22 September 2012

An Interwoven Way To Describe The Relationships And The Truth As Well As Serving A Reminder Of Memento Mori As Well. I Like It ^^

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Joseph Anderson 23 September 2012

What would Emily say now in these troubled times? A profound and serious look at our ffinal\ days. It is not when we go, but how we go that is troubling. Did you read my When Eternity Calls?

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Mark Walters 28 October 2012

I like this one too. You are very profound here! Mark Walters

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Yash Shinde 13 October 2012

Describes the mortality of human life, lovely

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Jennifer Kay Simmons 12 October 2012

Excellent! , friends, enemies, what's the difference? . Death will come, and it's your choice as to whether it will be welcomed, or feared.

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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 26 September 2012

the last two lines are very effective and realistic!

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Words' Knight 24 September 2012

first of all I have to say you have the thoughts of a philosopher, and the heart of a poet; then I admit that you are a geat poet thank you for sharing with us your emotion, and thoughts.

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Adeline Foster

Adeline Foster

Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD
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