Death

                                                              

the Sky

held my elegant shadow

against the long winter day

with the falling of the sun

fell a bird

fallen on the grace

of a cold blooded race

the look in her eyes

I will never escape

her silence reached across

to touch my trembling flesh

the familiar was gone

where softness and youth once lived

and a sea roared

upon the mountains in my heart

long winter days

came to an end

light fallen under windows

I saw your old things, dolls and swings

life was taught here

like the sound in a seashell

it echoes over the wall

and my heart believes

the fallen bird found peace

as I hear her song with the falling of the sun

warm winter spirits

I will remember you by

reach me now in dreams

your spirit I will always know

but your death

I can not hold

  Terry D’Arcy-Ryan

                                                           

                                                            

                                                           

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

thanks for entering this wonderful beautifully written piece of poetry into my poetry comp
good luck

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Thank you for the review

Sheer Terror

[Coyote Poetry]

A deep journey in the words. You took the reader to many places and questions. The tone of the poem was dark, realistic and true. Death is a free-being. Cannot be controlled or stopped. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Coffee Vampier]

It's beautiful. That being said I think the flow is almost interrupted by the rhyming. Granted rhyming isn't bad I use it often. Well done.

[Dreaded Reset]

you made me cry for hours

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Mokomi, you asked for a sad Poem. You are beautiful for understanding my grief. I cry everytime I read it too.
In my time of grief, at first I could not write at all. My first attempt to write about my daughter was in my Poem "You and Me " actually written for my son Ryan. The two of them were a pair close in age and inseparable. He is still lost in his grief I can barely reach him. A writer friend of mine told me the Poem was good but i could do better. Reach deeper and be real when I write about Natalie. So "Death" became the second piece about my daughter. Thank you for reading and taking the time. I am moved that my writing touches the heart of a stranger.
God Bless
Sheer Terror

[Michael S]

Very Very deep and heart touching poem, Sheer terror. Congratulations on winning the contest :-)
This poem has your delicate feelings encoded in it.
I absolutely loved reading it. well done

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSh..]

For Natalie who took part of my heart when she died. Natalie I still hold part of yours right here in my heart. LOVE YOU MOM

[Mr. Lopez]

This was elegant and heartfelt but you know...no one truly dies. For, as long as you hold their love in your heart that is where the birds song will echo ever more. Well done Sheer Terror.