Ms. Death

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads:  Bits of Inspiration – If Death Were A Woman (posted by Susie Clevenger)

Whatever Lady death is I want you to write about her. You can approach the topic in whatever manner you choose. It could be physical death, death to eating your favorite food. ( I can no longer eat chocolate. There was much moaning as I parted ways with one of my favorite sweets.) It could be the death of a summer garden, a cherished pet, your favorite television show. 

Floating into my room,
adorned in purple
gossamer, skin
luminescent, eyes wide
and gray, she smiles.
Watches as I make up my face.
She understands.
Knows I want to leave
looking good–last hurrah,
closeup–that sort of thing.
She offers chocolates wrapped
in gold foil, a bottle of full-bodied
red wine, and a gathering
of sunflowers strung
like balloons. She seems
to know me so well. I feel
serene, like hell was
off the table. She understands.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Ms. Death

  1. Jim says:

    Very clever, two ladies on the same wave link here. I love the wine and chocolate. When we all go we would like the way of this lady. Those men in black with their scythes are scary.
    ..

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  2. Kerry O'Connor says:

    I feel
    serene, like hell was
    off the table….

    What a way to go!

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  3. gillena says:

    Good one; like the female sensitivity
    much love…

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  4. Amy Jo says:

    I love it, I love “like hell was off the table” –like, now lets go kick ass, kind of poem. Great write!!!

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  5. I somehow thinks she knows to be patient… we will hall go with her I think.

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  6. “I feel serene, like hell was off the table. She understands” Love that. Thanks so much for taking part in the prompt.

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