as death
walks
to your
doorstep
heels
sparking
against pavement
what
last thoughts
will you have
will you
contemplate
your own steps
in life
those
taken barefoot
in the warm
sands of passion
or
will you
ponder
how
you’ve
ploughed through
the icy waters
of success
only
to find
a frozen lake
at journey’s end
or
perhaps
you’ll join me
in
offering death
a martini
knowing
it’s
just
another messenger
slandered
in
the press
A martini it is from me too :-)
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LOVE THIS!!!!!!! Brilliant!!!!!! :)
Press does the best and worst.
Great write Charles.
“heels sparking against pavement” I can hear and see this line.
Have another shot with me….and live until there is no more life. Then, we will move on.
This is fantastic.
Tim
Thank you. You got me thinking on this one. lol Have a great week. Smile. lol
Two olives in mine, please.
thought provoking Charles – I am sure I will be thinking about how the kids will cope without me! (that’s if I die in the next 10 years – hopefully they will have become a bit self reliant after that ;) )
Love the last lines– a toast, my friend!
Reblogged this on … but I digress.
i agree. i dont have any problems with death.