Here we are at the unholy month of October. I thought I would do a paranormal, witchy, unholy bunch of poems, some new and some old.
Today’s poem is abouttrying to hold off death.
Would you stop if I asked you
If I pleaded what would you do.
Would you stay a moment longer
If promised,my love would make you stronger.
Could I slow your path,stop the ravishes of time.
If I showed you love sublime.
Would I halt your advance in any tiny way
Could I cheat death and make you stay.
If the tears that fall upon your face
Could chase off death, make it leave in disgrace.
I would hold my breath for eternity
If it meant that you would stay with me.