Everything in life is more in death

Everything in life is more in death

A Poem by Jessica Green

 

 

A veil of limp black cloth tears in revealment,

 

hateful surroundings drown themselves,

 

infiltrating my eyes until nothing.

 

A pathway emerges, not a path

A film of clouded streams, dancing

static in a horizon.

I can see, I see

I see a rosy air blotched in tangerine mango cocktail,

Emerald fuzzyness, lime hills

unearthly world

 

I hear pretty birds whistling a childhood tune

echoing lightly.

Windchimes clutter and nestle in a harmonious song,

I am weightless.

I sense a musky twinge

Pinewood, damp springs

cinnamon sticks

Like a summer evening, cooling

tamps the skin with wafts of humid dirt

and a past-time of memories.

 

I am here, here is where I am

Where i was always meant to be.

 

Death is life just waiting to happen

© 2012 Jessica Green


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I love your last line. I just ties the whole poem together.

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Jessica Green
Jessica Green

Birmingham, United Kingdom



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Jess, 17, Birmingham Hoping to pursue a career in writing. I don't limit myself to what i can do, i want to try everything that is possible in my lifetime. I could watch the starry night sky fore.. more..

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