The first step seems so very odd
yet so familiar all the same.
When mortal life drops its facade
there's only love that I can claim.
I reach to touch your lovely face
and softly whisper your sweet name.
But somehow it's another place--
You don't respond to touch or call.
My presence seems an empty space;
physically, I'm not there at all.
Still, heart to heart you sense I'm near;
you smile at good times you recall.
Please don't count life by day or year
and not by boundaries we can trace.
For when your moment comes, my dear,
you'll see my smile and we'll embrace.
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Writing Prompt |
Please IMAGINE (whether you're religious or not) there is no Heaven or Hell, as we think of them (blatantly good or evil), but there IS somewhere our souls go to after death.
Write a rhymed poem on this theme/experience.
No mention of Heaven, Hell, God, the Bible or the devil (or similar names).
THE ONLY AUTHOR NOTES ALLOWED ARE AS FOLLOWS (if you wish): 'This is purely a writing exercise, and I do strongly believe in God.' That's IT - nothing more or less.
Minimum 75 words
Maximum 175 words
Word count MUST be displayed in 'description' above Title - but nothing else may be included there.
ACCOMPANYING ARTWORK IS ALLOWED, BUT NOT IN THE MAIN BODY OF THE POEM.
PLAIN BLACK TYPE ON WHITE BACKGROUND - no word highlighting, italics, etc.
I know it's a difficult one, but why not stretch yourself?
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