Acceptance

It was only to be expected, I guess.  When I was young, I felt affronted by the prospect of death; as I age, death seems , while still frightening, increasingly natural. Death's Blue-Eyed Boy My father was certain What would happen."Like snuffing out a candle," he'd say. "Like turning out all the lights in the […]

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Dealing with Death

I just reviewed this site...no  less than six posted poems since January  have to do in some way with death, which is strange, because as I grow older, and as I experience the deaths of others close to me, death has become a part of life.   But when I was young, I was haunted by […]

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Light Verse?

I wrote the following in my twenties, and it has long been a favorite of mine.   Is it light verse?   Is it something more? You decide. A PLEASANT CHAT I spoke to Death the other day. We had a pleasant chat. He told me he was on his way… But, here, no more of that. […]

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