Mark R Slaughter


It's Death Again


It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'



Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009










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Submitted: Saturday, April 11, 2009
Edited: Sunday, October 05, 2014

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Yes, we all die - 'tis when that haunts!

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  • * Sunprincess * (9/27/2012 12:03:00 PM)

    wow..yes even with your loved ones, you can sense when death has arrived, to help them on their journey home..although I do wish we would give him a different name..death seems so dead..but I feel it is only
    the beginning of something much greater.. :) (Report) Reply

  • Malik Ata (7/11/2012 6:35:00 PM)

    This poem kind of creeped me out thinking about death so much. I dont know why i even clicked on it, but im sure i did. The poem gives a brief descrition of the feeling of death. Talking about how your next, and how death is awating. Very talented rymes that flow throug the poem. Very well done. (Report) Reply

  • Hope Hoesel (6/5/2012 4:18:00 PM)

    i think you are a very great poet. It gives off a lot of emotion and i can actually tell what you are writing about. It inspires me. Just great work and keep it up. I'd give u a 10! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Sara Fielder (1/22/2012 10:37:00 AM)

    There are chills running down my spine! You capture the fear of death so eloquently. (Report) Reply

  • Udiah Witness to YAH (1/7/2012 6:46:00 AM)

    Nice Poem, short, concise, and to the point; even though it goes against all facts and plays on everyone's fear, it thus fulfills its purpose very well. It has a good familiar rhythm and it rhymes, making it easy to remember, so I am forced to give it a 9.0, and to me - a tough critic (i.e. Blake's A Poison Tree, which I consider one of the best ever, and was reluctant to give it a 10) , but an average writer at best - That's a very good poem! ! ! ! I didn't vote, I'll let your readers determine that grade. (Report) Reply

  • Amy Bruce (12/11/2011 9:42:00 PM)

    i feel the same way about death. he is there waiting because everybody dies on day. i felt very attacted to this poem. thanks for sharing it.
    P.S i feel; like killing people but you dont because humans are not death. (Report) Reply

  • Jay Allen (1/26/2011 12:40:00 PM)

    This is most favorite poem, great job! id give it a 20 out of 10 - off the charts (Report) Reply

  • Karen Hernandez (1/29/2010 6:08:00 PM)

    i like this poem the way
    its made and rhymes
    the way i can relate to this
    each and everytime

    good job on it i love it (Report) Reply

  • Marie Shine (4/15/2009 4:23:00 PM)

    I like this personification of Death Mark.
    Archangel Azrael is the Angel who helps Spirit into The Light, after a person has passed.
    Birth and Death are twins, born together at the moment of birth and we walk side by side with Death until our moment in time comes to return to Spirit.
    Well written and witty in places.
    A well deserved 10 from me. (Report) Reply

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