I Dance With Death

The moon is bright,
The world is white;
I’m dancing in a frozen land;
Death and I dance hand in hand.
Beneath mountains bathed in cold moonlight,
Death and I dance through the night.
Soldiers pass us, three by three—
Their blind eyes stare, but do not see.
Time passes, a grey-gold blur,
But our steps are simple, sure;
A thousand wars, and countless dead,
With every step a life is shed.
The road lies glassy underfoot,
But the air is choked with soot
From the fallen of a city lost,
And those who paid the final cost.
Take my hand and dance with me,
Between the white moon and the frozen sea.
Do not heed those passing by—
With hate and fear, alone, they die.





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AppleFox This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 3, 2009 at 10:12 am
Beautiful imagry. I don't know what else to say except that it was indeed wonderfully sad.
 
Blood-of-Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 26, 2009 at 5:12 pm
Sad is good sometimes. I like this poem's imagery, so I'm glad you do, too.
 
Abigail_W said...
Jun. 30, 2009 at 3:22 pm
Wow, this is just so beautiful! And sad . . . it reminds me in this way of Chopin's Raindrop Preludes. I don't think you could do anything to improve this. : )
 
Blood-of-Ink This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Sept. 17, 2009 at 11:27 am
That's actually one of my favorite pieces! Thanks for the great comment!
 
Kat A. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 1, 2009 at 7:18 pm
Please comment! I love feed back.
<3, Kat A.
 
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