Dead Man’s Bluff
October 7, 2007 § Leave a comment
A kiss of poison flowed through my veins
…stopped before my heart of hope.
Darkness crept to my soul’s gates
…clung to the foot of my only rope.
My concentration—was held captive
by visions of broken lines in my eyes.
Set into a trance, my foot became numb
from a block of pleaded cries.
Faster and faster, the scenery spun…
A big, bright red light…
in a split second, the air
gripped me tight.
I awoke, sweating, from this road-
I travel still.
I saw a celestial, sunlit figure
who stopped, motioned uphill-
The emptiness vanished
on my face…
I am alive.
My friend is dead in this place.
© Sonya Rose