Death Knocks Once

 

 

 

 

Dry oak fingers taping tunes on roof tiles

 

late night winds howling songs of past times

 

in a daze spooky dreams turned to rhymes

 

caught between being awake and asleep

 

if I die pray my soul god to keep

 

~

 

Don’t come calling until sins reconcile

 

fears play under shadows of death

 

when she takes life away in one breath

 

no one there to bemoan or to weep

 

if I die pray my soul god to keep

 

~

 

And in dreams every moment conspires

 

to make fears come alive in my bed

 

while in slumber I’m already dead

 

one loud knock to arouse me from sleep

 

if I die pray my soul god to keep

 

--
H.O
--

 

Pale death, with impartial step, knocks at the hut of the poor and the towers of kings. -Horace

 

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Comments (18)

  1. noahbody

    Awesome write!!!

    February 09, 2017
    1. Somnium

      Thank you, just appearing here occasionally

      February 09, 2017
      1. noahbody

        I see.

        February 09, 2017
  2. WalkinOnSunshine

    Love this write!

    February 09, 2017
    1. Somnium

      Thank you Dani always good to hop back in and see you

      February 10, 2017
  3. EyeVey

    Amazing. Thank you.

    February 10, 2017
    1. Somnium

      Thank you!

      February 10, 2017
      1. EyeVey

        It’s so good to see you!

        February 10, 2017
        1. Somnium

          I need to drop in more often, thank you

          February 10, 2017
  4. scarletts_letters

    I awoke rudely,
    To find
    I’d been asleep through most of my life
    Bitten my lip
    Numb
    Now the sun
    Shines slowly though
    Alive
    Alive
    Alive.

    February 10, 2017
    1. Somnium

      alive you are my dear, glad to see the sun shining through

      February 11, 2017
      1. scarletts_letters

        It’s been doing that a little too much, it’s very hot here atm.

        February 12, 2017
  5. macabre360

    Well I’ll be damned. Talk about makin’ things dark. And this just popped into your head like a knock at the door huh.
    Good stuff Som. As I recall you sayin’ how you get some really killer nightmares at times. I did a piece on that just a while ago ‘Menagerie Nocturnal’ You have a doozy or two to add to it I’m sure.

    If I die before I wake. My soul the lord won’t take. For I may be not of what he make. Therefore only to forsake.

    February 10, 2017
    1. Somnium

      Actually, the story goes like this: for a few months now I keep waking up to a knock, one knock and it is loud and clear. At first I checked door and look out the window but nothing there. After a few times I just simply ignore it and go back to sleep. That is where the poem comes from I figured this one would be in tune with your own beat

      February 11, 2017
      1. macabre360

        Well it sure is in tune. It is a kinda passive occurrence. Ominous in its repeating and leaving you to figure it out. In any case on that account alone I wouldn’t open the door. Between you and me. There are things that go on around me both in sleep and waking state. Each time I find meself less inclined to investigate. Not for lack of adventure. More like not takin’ the bait.

        February 12, 2017
  6. fancieprincess

    I love what you wrote.

    March 28, 2017
    1. Somnium

      Thank you princess

      March 30, 2017
      1. fancieprincess

        You are welcome.

        April 01, 2017