Astral Body

Astral Body

A Poem by Frank F. Atanacio
"

Death, sadness, lonely

"

She felt the damp

twisted sheets

around her neck,

tangled, tightening,

a bit mangled,

but capable of the strangle,

and she tried to be still,

for a brief moment,

she listen to past melodies in her mind,

simply divine,

her anger slowly shifted,

then she felt a burden had been lifted,

she’d forgotten momentarily,

that was she gravely ill,

left to die slowly, but certain,

pulled down shades, and drawn curtains,

and for all intents and purposes,

she was alive only for her family’s sake,

they needed comfort in her living,

thinking about that kept her awake,

she needed comfort in her death,

that’s something they couldn’t take,

they thought keeping her alive was love,

as the sheets dangled slowly from above,

death finally whispering in her ear,

the sheets got tighter,

she felt lighter,

then she witnessed her astral body in mid-air,

it helped wash away the worries,

and it eliminated the fear.

© 2009 Frank F. Atanacio


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You would think a poem like this would be an easy review for me, but I must say it went beyound the words for me. This truely made me feel pain and pity. A small tear was drawn to my eye. Very powerful. You captured her final moment so gracefully that you lose the true fact that she is taking her own life.

You made something dark and tormenting into something sweet and pure. Masterful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Quite beautiful... A huge fan of the title. The whole poem had a dreamy feel... As if the reader is witnessing this among the stars! :) Great write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hmm,
this is great, quite original actually.
Great flow.
Well Done,

[ Fear Corrupts! ]

Posted 15 Years Ago


Nice flow and quite a deep write as well. Well penned.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A powerful and poignant piece. A joyful ending. This was a well crafted poem - good use of rhyme - rhyme can be very tricky in certain poems-especially in serious setting such as this- one needs to be quite adept at not making it forced- (rhyme for the sake of rhyme) . You have a deft hand-a beautiful uplifting piece ...


my warmest
bob

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Frank F. Atanacio
Frank F. Atanacio

Shelton, CT



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