Dreams haunt a future that lies fallow,
and memories cloud a heart that dies hollow,
a life that despairs into tommorow,
beckons from the grave, and inscribes the words that follow.
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Although I write much that is not uplifting, , I don't like to do that. But I think this is one of your better poems.
An excellent Ode to Death. I love the way our lines commence short and lengthen as the poem unfolds, then declines again as it allows the reader to ride with the journey of the poem. 10 love Karin