The Death Eater

The Death Eater

A Poem by Fabian G. Franklin
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I saw a vulture walking;

hopping a staggering dance,

along a length of railroad track

void of pretense or romance.

 

Wings protruding in caped shoulders

above his bald and pink-gray head.

And upon his long, sharp beak I noticed

a smile waiting for things dying

and dead.

 

His head was heavy on his long bent neck.

His claws gripped the gravel in earnest.

Singed pinions and grizzled hairs

formed a collar, black as a furnace.

 

He was one of a company that journeyed;

a ragged band of vagrant beasts

spreading wings in the breath of oblivion,

the foul stench of decaying things.

 

His dance was not that threatening;

not so much as purposeful, with intent.

Other birds made way for him

as along the railroad track he went.

 

Presently, he came upon some carnage

of unlucky carrion left by the train

and folding his wings as if in prayer

he dined upon the grim remains

 

He held all the visage of an undertaker

who went about his work with calm;

dressed for mourning by his tailor

but to devour rather than embalm.

 

Most would find this business gruesome;

the brutal wrenching of decaying flesh

while he sees in death not something futile

but seeks his own life to refresh!

 

I saw a vulture standing

and he spread his great black wings

over the shadow of death demanding

his life from wretched, detestable things!

 


© 2017 Fabian G. Franklin



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I am in awe at the beauty of this write. Your words fit perfectly with the macabre scenes that you're painting! What a fine tribute to the gruesome bird. Can't find a single fault in this entire poem! The beauty lies in the fact that you took a subject that is rarely spoken about, and gave a deeper, higher meaning to it all. Truly exceptional! I fail to find a favourite stanza, since all of them are so perfect. Great work!

Posted 9 Months Ago


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Fabian G. Franklin

9 Months Ago

Thank you so much. I greatly appreciate your generous review. I love nature in all its forms and I'm.. read more



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Excellent, you have captured a unappealing moment that most people avoid and allowed the reader to see.

Posted 6 Months Ago


Nicely written poem. Your use of descriptive language is strong, so is your poetic form. Your rhyme scheme is subtle, but the poem is effective. Well played.

Posted 7 Months Ago


truly an awesome piece of poetry ..the title drew me in ..such raw beauty in each line with vivid detail.. not the easiest subject to write about .. this vulture but you have done a fantastic job on this one..

Posted 8 Months Ago


Beautifully done. One closes their eyes and your imagery brings it alive. Turkey vultures are a fixture where we live. Gruesome yes but such an important part of a healthy ecosystem. Incredible!

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I am in awe at the beauty of this write. Your words fit perfectly with the macabre scenes that you're painting! What a fine tribute to the gruesome bird. Can't find a single fault in this entire poem! The beauty lies in the fact that you took a subject that is rarely spoken about, and gave a deeper, higher meaning to it all. Truly exceptional! I fail to find a favourite stanza, since all of them are so perfect. Great work!

Posted 9 Months Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Fabian G. Franklin

9 Months Ago

Thank you so much. I greatly appreciate your generous review. I love nature in all its forms and I'm.. read more
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Life and death are truly matters of perspective. You've so vividly illustrated that reality here, with a bird we don't address in poetry. It works well here, and you've artfully used the vulture to convey its deeper meaning. Job well done. Nice work.

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fabian G. Franklin

9 Months Ago

Thank you. Yes, the "nice" birds get all the press. (smile) I appreciate the review. I'm pleased tha.. read more
Macabre, but in his way, majestic. He did not choose his life’s purpose. He accepts it to survive. Do his eyes hold shame or bitterness? Not for us to judge. Would he change if he could? Not for us to know. A living metaphor and a beautiful poem. Happy Holidays to you and yours Fabian!:)

Posted 9 Months Ago


Fabian G. Franklin

9 Months Ago

Thank you and a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours! Vultures are just God's ga.. read more
a fine tribute to a mostly outcaste of society ..especially enjoyed these deep thought out lines:
"while he sees in death not something futile
but seeks his own life to refresh!
i see a wealth of wisdom in them .. i like how he stand over the shadow of death demanding as well...to cool in school ;)
E.

Posted 9 Months Ago


Fabian G. Franklin

9 Months Ago

Thanks so much for reading and the kind review. There may be a bit of metaphor in the last verses.... read more
Einstein Noodle

9 Months Ago

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