Immortalized



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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

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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

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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

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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

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Comments
12 Responses to “Immortalized”
  1. “We laugh in the face of death, we own forever, for we have been written down…” Brilliant! A lovely work indeed my friend!

  2. beth says:

    a writer’s legacy – wonderful

  3. Jim Borden says:

    well said, Brad. our words can live forever. for better or for worse…

  4. jonicaggiano says:

    Just so beautifully penned Brad. I like to imagine someone in a store picking up a book with a poem of mine in it and going, “Wow, this is beautiful, I wonder what made her write this piece?” I have left my unpublished work to my daughter in my will. I know she would start her own publishing company, to keep my work out there. It is not difficult or expensive to have your own publishing company. Our feelings will live on those pages for which we write. She is proud of her mother’s work like your sister is so proud of yours. Sending lots of love and appreciation for your friendship, support, and your gorgeous poetry. Love ❤️ Jonikins

  5. petespringerauthor says:

    Our words and thoughts should be passed on. My son rarely sees my blog posts, and I recently began printing them off so that I’ll still be able to communicate with him after I fly the coop.

    • Brad Osborne says:

      That is a smart move, Pete! Having hard copies of your work around means we can’t lose you to the digital world when you move on. I think that will mean a lot to your son. Happiest of holidays, my dear friend!

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