It is upon us like a rainstorm,
on a perfectly sunny day,
not understandable I know.
But truthful just the same,
grinding us slowly down,
to the point of no hopeful return.
No sequel to the original,
so live each day like your last,
a roller coaster ride life is.
Death is the next step in the story,
Heaven or hell the destination,
vultures circling for the kill.
The closing of one's weary eyes,
to the kaleidoscope pleasure of life,
to the reality to be born to die.
The reaper has you cold stoned,
your number being chosen before birth,
if you believe your life has a plan.
Not all mourning after the passing,
an amazing celebration,
of life's memorable events so human.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2019
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on two other books at the present time. One is entitled "The Angel and the Witches and the other is "Once Upon A Halloween"
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