Death

a flame extinguished-
I conjure up the darkness
to reclaim your soul
–
whisps of smoke-
a mirror
in the dark

against my interests-
I trade away my future
in lieu of my soul
–
a piercing gaze-
my breast
laid bare

the forest silent-
a skeletal hand rises
from the black water
–
winter’s death-
dwelling beneath
dark brackish waters

lost in the mirror-
the only light comes from the
crack in my teacup
–
face splitting grins-
each gaping mouth
another door

fingers cracked with age
settle on the well worn keys
of her piano
–
milky eyes-
memories of youth
and music

a great bald eagle-
I’m forced to watch her greatness
fly on broken wings
–
a woodland pond-
the still water
brackish

the harsh morning sun-
touring the damage again
for the final time
–
green and black clouds-
through broken glass
the storm arrives

the hand of darkness
dragging down the daylight as
the sun lies dying
–
ruthless sun-
vultures wait
in the thermals

on gossamer wings-
fate finds you leaving this vale
far before your time
–
endless night
dawn reaches out
her empty hand

black feathers gleaming
the final drop of rain falls
from a raven’s beak
–
a tempest-
swirls of cream
in my coffee