Just Before

Just Before

A Poem by Wild Willow Blue

I saw him.. Death.. I saw..


Come after- amid the breeze-

I saw a stillness from the trees-

Who comes from whence we shalt not know-

Is it friend? Or be it foe?

In hood of dark- nothing more-

The fainting stillness- in its eyes-

Comes sweetly- still, cold, prickling ice-

As I lay dead- just before.

© 2012 Wild Willow Blue

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Wild Willow Blue
All of my poetry comes from the heart.

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Added on May 31, 2012
Last Updated on May 31, 2012
Tags: Death, Shadows, Alone, Still, Friend, Foe


Wild Willow Blue
Wild Willow Blue


I am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..