The hooded specter of death has no call

For immortality is found in the black stains

Scrawled upon a future where nothing dies

A repost to all that ever was in lampblack


The feather flies its fleeting in dance above

And nails bear the weight of wisdom writ

Legacy forbade the want for its banishing

And the echoes it speaks, ring in ears yet unborn


The weathered and tattered years lie bound

A life that ne’er sees a final resting place

A million moons may smile and beam

Yet still there be breath to spill out the words


We laugh in the face of death, we own forever

For we have been written down, long penned

Language graced with our very souls immortal

Press our permanence into the world beyond


9 Responses to “Immortalized”
  1. beth says:

    we each leave a mark upon this world

  2. Francisco Bravo Cabrera says:

    Intense, passionate, real, strong words, incredible imagery. Lovely work mate.
    All the best, Happy Sunday!

  3. kristianw84 says:

    Exquisite! Everything you write is gold!

  4. Jim Borden says:

    a wonderful tribute to the power of the written word…

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