BEAU GOLDEN

Rookie (1565 / Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd)

There Stands Death - Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

There stands death
a black distillate in a waitresses leftover coffee cup
the only answer when even the echo does not reply

There stands death
a masked figure whose face you cannot see
black hooded wretch who beckons come with me

There stands death
reaching out for you with both hands
While you do not dare take a single breath

As a child i played hide and seek
While hiding i heard my breath
thinking
Death is hide and seek
Never being found
ever again
There stands death

beau golden


Comments about There Stands Death by BEAU GOLDEN

  • Rookie - 121 Points Maia Padua (7/21/2009 5:03:00 PM)

    your writes runs with depth..the title too is great...
    the thoughts with significance...
    the theme gives us more to think of..to reflect on...
    They should read and find out there is a very good poet here...
    and read more of your works...
    thanks for inviting..I have learned a lot from your poems..
    I'll be reading more....
    10+++

    lovelots,
    Maia (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie J Lee (4/4/2009 7:23:00 AM)

    Yeah we never do know in what form death will come in. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 6, 2009



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