Jilting Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Synchronizing in the aftermath of living,
finding paths out of death's embrace.

Jilting death at the altar of untimely
demise, not succumbing to his intense and
unvibrant embrace.

Settling into the total abandonment of his
life of death, nothing holding me back from
the life that must be lived.

Touched with the spirit of God, Himself,
watching and keeping time in depths of
near-death until the morrow.