Death comes in gentler days crawling on padded shadows
It creeps like the shade of night taking hold of all
Blanketing hills and valleys, river and seas
None escape its muffled grasp
In an instant snatching away startled prey to comfort in its arms
Quieting the frightened babe with whispered lullabies
Darkness enfolds the weary soldier
Broken mother, babe bundle of bones
A graveyard nursery where misery sleeps calmly
Each stone marking planted dreams
Rocked to sleep in forgetfulness
A tender kiss takes them home
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
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- Published: September 27th, 2025 03:28
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Comments9
Now this has got to be one of the best I've read in some time. I will print it out and keep it with my collection.
Thank you so much for your most kind words my friend they are cherished and most valued.
This is both haunting and merciful...death crawling in padded shadows, whispering lullabies, planting dreams in stone. You’ve written the paradox with such quiet power, Soren. Beautifully done, Soren. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you my friend for your kind review of this piece. It is most encouraging hearing your words of support and that is appreciated.
You are most welcome, Soren! My pleasure!
Good write SB.
Thank you Orchi appreciate it
Wonderful words soren, death cannot be avoided but it can come and be wonderful.
Andy
Thank you so much Andy for reviewing this piece and your understanding words. They are as always appreciated
Very descriptive with amazing imagery. Well done.
Thank you so much for your read and kind words they are always appreciated.
Oh so quiet it can slip in. Sometimes it just rips you apart. Beautiful put…..
Thanks so much for the read and kind words they are most appreciated
Stunning writing — death is a sad part of life, dark
This piece is lyrical, and unforgettable. Beautifully written.
Thank you Petra for your review of this write. I believe death is only sad for those that don't understand it and the cycle of life. Your support and encouragement is always most appreciated.
🙏🏻You are welcome 👍🏻 well I don’t think I ever will understand death. It’s a hard pill to swallow. You have a very interesting point of view & no problem.
such a tender and beautiful representation of a grim reality
- kudos
Thank you Nafisa for your reading of this poem and your understanding comment it is deeply appreciated
ALWAYS APPRECIATIVE OF GOOD WORK - KEEP IT UP
A fine, thought-provoking write, Soren. Nicely done.
Thanks so much Tom I appreciate the read and comment
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