The Daily Poetry Stop

I am going back to my roots. The way I had originally envisioned this site. I will post random poems here. New, old, published and unpublished. I no longer feel that I need a motivational reason to write. It is just something I do.

AUB

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If This Be Death

© by Aubrey E. Drummond

We enjoyed ourselves Too much in the sun and discovered that soon Our life will be none We watch our refection grow old in our mirror and watch as the skin peels from our face The hair that we comb Has grown white And more and more of it Stays with the brush And we wonder if it would be possible that instead of dying we could waste away to nothing and spend the rest of our days as a spirit, drifting away on the wind .