The Thousand Days

The Thousand Days

A Poem by Father Mojo
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Sometime in college. I remember writing it just after watching a Twilight Zone episode on tv in which a bunch of people were in a truck going to hell. Not sure what one has to do with the other...

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I am born: soft pink and new

A thousand days ahead to view

A thousand heartbeats with no flaw

A thousand breaths for me to draw


I have aged: still much to see

So much of life a memory

Countless heartbeats have come and gone

Countless breaths are already drawn


I am old: life still my friend

Not many days until the end

A dozen heartbeats left to last

A couple breaths for me to grasp


I now die: hard gray and old

There’s no more days left to unfold

My heart silent, my body tired

My breath is still, my life expired


© 2013 Father Mojo


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Excellent use of brevity to express all life stages. The photos added to the overall reading experience. Nicely done!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Enjoyed reading this. Keep it up. Btw how can I post photos to my Profile? Anyway This is so well written.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on July 31, 2013
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Tags: poem, poetry, moon, death, beach, shore, medusa, fear, love, life, short

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Father Mojo
Father Mojo

Carneys Point, NJ



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