The Passing

What does it take to leave this world

Lips mouthing the words of belief

Bitter truth

Looking through the eyes of some sunken beast 

The everlasting wishing well running dry

But now its winter 

In midday

The dark birds flutter and lift off 

I stand in front of emptiness 

Gripping this pocket full of gold

Immovable spirit

Black feathers floating in the wind

Standing still in this silence 

Eyes closed 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Beautifully captured as ever Neal. Everything we strive for in this life is and will be our last regret, as we look back on all the time wasted collecting trinkets that could have been lived so much more.

[Neal S]

Thank you Sir!

[Lorry]

you're always welcome.

[Paul Bell]

All the gold in the world wont bring you back. But it might make someone else happy.

[Neal S]

Indeed. Thanks for the review Paul!

[Valentine]

Standing in front of a loved one dying is one of the most heartbreaking things I have ever had to live through. Part of me died when I lost my husband. Valentine

[Neal S]

I am so very sorry for you loss. Thank you for taking the time. It means a lot to me.

[Barbara Borel]

Once again I like your style. Cant take the gold when we go.

[Neal S]

Very true. Thanks for the review!

[Ken Simm.]

This is so full of atmosphere. It brings memories and thoughts of my own to the forefront of my mind. A beautiful, sad, lyrical, almost gothic, write

[Neal S]

Always such amazing reviews Ken. Thank you

[R. Schreiber]

I absolutely love the lines, "Gripping this pocket full of gold" and " The everlasting wishing well running dry". So very descriptive and full of emotion. Really love it, keep writing!

[Neal S]

Thank ya ma'am! And thank you for stopping by!

[R. Schreiber]

no problem:)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, the feeling in this is a cross between Poe and Hitchcock...i like the "Gripping this pocket full of gold"

we can grip it as hard as we can but we can't take it with us.

all we take with us is the love we felt towards and from each other...that is the immovable spirit.
j.

[Neal S]

Indeed. Very true my friend. Thank you so much for reading.

[T.S. Sky]

I can really visualize the description in this poem. Beautifully written. Well done.

[Neal S]

You're so kind. Thank you :)

[Bala Gorthi]

Very beautiful description of passing.. This one is heavy and intense..
I loved all these : gripping pocket full of gold immovable spirit.. Standing still in silence.. Everlasting wishing well running dry..
A very well crafted write , Neal!

[Neal S]

Thank you Bala for the lovely review. Very kind of you.

[FIN]

Death can be beautiful, if you let it. New life. Silence. I love this poem. Great imagery.

[Neal S]

Thank you so much.