Other Poems
In other poems, death is a persona
riding a chariot, carrying a scythe
sometimes with a bit of halitosis
or sporting a cigarette and smoke rings.
I’ve read of death teaching morals
helping old ladies cross the street
on their way to the funeral home.
In other poems, death can be funny
or grave and punny
or grandiose or peaceful
anthropomorphized and personified.
Death sometimes acts the role of a metaphor
for something lost or something gained
a bit of trickery or a hint of judgment
an insurmountable foe
at the end of the tunnel.
In other poems, death is an allusion
or an illusion, a doppelganger
that takes on any number of costumes
than that it wears at home.
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