Death Beckoned

A Dark Dreamscapes Octoberfest Poetry Contest Submission

Death beckoned
a light brighter
each passing day.

While my corpse decayed
my spirit traveled on
steadily to the light.

I turn to view my past self
and for a moment I return
reuniting spirit and flesh.

         One final time.

About this poem: ▶︎

Written on 10/16/21 for "Invalid Item"  Round 2 Octoberfest
Prompt: ** Image ID #1989394 Unavailable **
Line Count: 10
Free Verse focusing on meter as follows: 3,4,4 - 5,6,6 - 7,8,8 - ending with 4