January 5, 2005
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Taunting the Reaper (Quite silly)
I’ve come to the point
And given in to the end
I’ve stared at his gaze
Glanced `round the bend
Seems pointless this fighting
This struggle for life
All desperate actions
In the face of his knife
Yet I’ve got one last plan
One final rebellion
I’ll cling on to this lie
And take on this hellion
I’ll tie his laces together
Poke him with a stick
I’ll put stuff in his milk
That will make him real sick
I’ll put gum in his shoes
Trip him with wire
Misplace his scythe
And let the air from his tires
He’ll turn swiftly around
Thinking he heard a sound
But he’ll just see my shadow
Feel confusion unbound
Yes, he’ll know I am near
As he pulls out his hair
But he’ll never catch me
And cry out with despair
I’ve peaked through the crack
Looked down that long hall
And seen the strange light
Illuminating the walls
But I’ve decided to stay
To fight for my cause
And try to break
That most final of laws
Now I’m taunting the reaper
He’s getting worse by degree
I am taunting the reaper
And I’m dancing with glee
Bleak harvester of souls
Will reap naught for his toils
Will not cross the river
Never again see hell’s lava boil
Comments (9)
I love the way you make me laugh…..I’m glad you’re still taunting
LIke it (^-^)
xx
last sentence might be the best fit there…does sound a little off stride…good piece…
Dark, methodical poem. It isn’t that the last line doesn’t fit, it just seems harder than the others. But, I wouldn’t completely cut it out if I were you.
lisa
hello dear one…I put it here and worked
my magic…then i laughed for I think I love your
words better…you got really grim at the end…but hey
it works..
1. Poetry IS gravy.
2. Then, obviously you only associate with VERY healthy women.
3. Tell Bill W. because he wrote it.
4. Nice to see the prince of darkness is still alive and well in NPB.
5. You need to put some of them there emoticon thingys on here. It’s the only way I can share those STRONG opinions and feelings of mine sometimes.
you, you, you……..!!! Ughhhhhhhh!!!!!