Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Prepare to Die (Prompt: Preparation)

I prepare to die,

by slowing down
and not fighting
the inevitable.

I practice
wide-eyed breathing,
taking in everything
without judgment or attachment.

I feel less scared of death
but I am still not ready
to go.

My best poem
hasn’t been written
and my best melody is still
hiding somewhere
inside a piano
waiting to be coaxed out
and I just hope I find it
before Death finds me.

I wonder if every goodbye
is going to be
the final goodbye,
but before I can
do anything that would
constitute a Grand Finale,
I just leave,
to prepare myself
for how random and mundane
the inevitable end must be.

This life is
an improvised play
in a theatre with
outdated permits
and it’s only
a matter of time
before the Fire Marshall
shuts it all down.

play on, I say!


  1. Dear Mama Zen and Daydreamertoo,

    I accidentally deleted your comments, but they got sent to my gmail, so I have them!

    Thanks for your kind messages,

  2. Mosk, you have expressed pretty much what I think and feel too. I know death is out there, and it's only a matter of time; but there are things I have yet to accomplish and hope to.

    (Any chance you could remove that word verification barrier? Most of us who have had it have got rid of it, and it is so much easier to comment....)

  3. Hi Mary -
    Yes, I'll try to get it removed.

    thanks - Mosk

  4. To quote Jackie Gleason, "Baby, you're the greatest.

    I hope the piano comes out to play, thought. Would love to see what happens when you meet up with that muse, because sometimes, she can be a real bitch!!!

    Just like your sistah,
    Ameleh 8^)

  5. I don't think we're ever really prepared for death... love the last full stanza, Mosk!

  6. Another classic one, poet friend. Thank you for playing on!

  7. Anonymous3:26 PM

    I enjoyed this a lot! Solemnly inviting, the ebb and flow of realisation! Wonderful! Poppy :)

  8. Anonymous4:03 PM

    This is really captivating... live on, yes! Live On!