Well Of Dust

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

This poem is about mortality.

Well Of Dust

Started: 3-19-21 11:55 pm

Finished: 3-20-21 12:35 pm

 

For every last breath

A brand new grain is added

Gathered upon billions more

In a well of dust

 

Throw the bucket down 

The soft puff of something disturbed 

Pull it back up

Fill up your cup

 

Each grain was

Someone who loved

Someone who hated

Someone who was

 

Alive

 

Alive one day

But not today 

Returned to dust

Silent in the well

 

Lift the cup to your ear

Tell me what you hear

 

Listen closely to his final breath

Drowned out by sirens wailing 

Give ear to her gasp of death

Just as the walls are falling 

 

Raise the cup up to your lip

Don’t be scared, take a sip

 

Taste the iron as her mouth fills

Unable to hold her own blood

Roll the watery debris around your tongue 

As he drowns alone in the flood

 

Swallow it down 

Feel it slide down your throat

Feel the sediment in your lungs

 

What do you taste?

 

Long lost loves

Forgotten smiles 

Echos of a laugh

Shadows of hate

Silhouettes of trust

 

They’ve fallen with the rest

At their worst or at their best

They remain silent 

Gathered upon billions more

In a well full of dust


Submitted: June 27, 2021

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GentleWarrior

Superbly written and insightfully, thought provoking!

Deep hole, deep hole, deep hole. (well,well, well)

I love youR work, always N

Mon, June 28th, 2021 12:57am

GentleWarrior

The scenario based images, you've created in this piece of work. Are disturbing and yet still awesome!

Mon, June 28th, 2021 1:14am

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