Poem as I lie dying

[As the title says, really… well, at least, I wrote it t’other week when I was laid up with food poisoning and thought slipping away was a distinct(ly unlikely) possibility – enjoy!]

Fading light and I feel heavy

I hear Death gurgling within me

Feel him in each laboured breath

One more expired until I rest.


20 thoughts on “Poem as I lie dying

  1. So many tags! And nonsense tags as always. Definitely read a novel once narrated by death, but the title slips my mind now, which put things in a different perspective. Liking the use of expired in the last line, such a double meaning with time being up!

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    • Thanks! Yeah, the tag game got a bit out of control this time, as it often does… the novel sounds fascinating – I love Death as a character in the Discworld books – so do pop back if the title comes to you πŸ™‚


  2. I’m glad you survived. The last time I had food poisoning – the only time, in fact (unless you count alcoholic poisoning that unfortunate time when I mistook the boys dorm in that posh boarding school for a bathroom, and then thought I had recovered enough to go back to the party in the teachers quarters and empty all the drinks down my throat because everyone else had passed out)… where was I? Oh yes, I was about to share something unsavoury – but I seem to have done that already. Two would be too generous.

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      • I may go away for a while sometimes, but I’ll always return. You’re a joy – bloody hell, that’s an outdated word, but it’s apt, so sod it; you’re a joy to behold… bloody hell, that’s another outdated word – I’ll be quoting the Bible next… Maybe I’ll go for Solomon πŸ™‚

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          • If your mirth causes you to inadvertantly shake off your mortal coil I will be sad, but the upside is that it will give me a great opportunity to write a tribute to you, and my followers will like it, and write lovely comments about it and I’ll be more popular.

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              • You amuse me. I think I’ll keep you alive – for the time being. I’ll re-assess the situation when I run out of things to write about.
                When the time comes, I will shed a tear. I beg you -while you are in the process of expiring – please don’t delete your blog – it will give me solace to read it back from time to time.

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                • This will mean deactivating the self-destruct button wired to both my blog and heart… but the painful removal surgery will be worth it for you!
                  I’ll endeavour to make the most of my time left on this earth, never knowing when writer’s block could seize you and end me.

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                  • That’s the spirit, old chap. Ready to die for the greater good. Just like my brave men, during the war, ready to die in their millions for King and country, and they did, every last one of them. Nobody told me it was a minefield, and once on it, it would have been cowardly to tell them to retreat. Not British, doncha know. We bestowed post-humus medals on the lot of them, so it all turned out well in the end. And that’s how I won the war.
                    And we are fighting a war now, a war against mental entropy – and we’ll win it, or at least, I will. You’ll be rotting away six feet under a bunch of withering tulips, canon fodder to my success….
                    I could go on all day, but I think I should stop now, before the blogosphere explodes.
                    I don’t think you need to worry about me getting writer’s block πŸ™‚

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  3. J says:

    As one that has had food poisoning, I know it feels like death, for certain. And mate, I used to play tag games but no one ever cared. You’ve made me want to give it another go. I’m glad you’re not dead

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