top of page

Dying while Looking Up - Nov. 2, 2024

Gary Hunter
Nov 2, 2024
1 min read

if it happens it will be only once

on your back in a bed

loved ones in a U around you

no longer eye to eye


it will feel strange

glancing up at hovering

faces all directed at you

there’ll be scattered words


with so much more

wanting to be said


but left pooling in their eyes

till yours close

with a last goodbye


and theirs

finally speaking

in tears you’ll never hear


 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
I Must Write Poems - Sept. 21, 2026

too often our daily news is gut-wrenching war and death, divisive words and unending stories of meanness and suffering sadness or misery flavors every day’s main course, goodness receives a pinch of

 
 
 
Someday Fashion - Sept. 20, 2026

we live in spare tire country much too much to eat with much too little movement creates a lovely ring of fat not that this Fat tire could ever replace any kind of flat on another part of us it’s

 
 
 
Kid-napped - Sept. 19, 2026

I have a thing about those who speak and never expose a single smiling tooth I wonder what happened to their inner child, maybe kidnapped, imprisoned, in solitary confinement and for what, acting fo

 
 
 

Comments


  • facebook

©2020 by Poetry Rock. Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page