A Reaping
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A Reaping
A deep, dark, new-moon cowl
embraces the watching shadow.
As still as the last gasp of breath
trapped in the lungs of the dead,
he stands with hands enfolded.
Smoldering eyes of molten sorrow
search from the midnight gathers
of the Cape of Assembling Doom.
The welcoming hand extends
the imperious skeletal summons
The chime of a bell on the breeze
carries the sigh of a life, receding,
into the bosom of fearful euphoria.
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AI Declaration
AI was used solely to create the accompanying artwork.
No AI was used in the writing of this poem.
A Reaping is a poem by Catherine Knee exploring death, the Grim Reaper, mortality, dark fantasy and the mystery surrounding life's final journey.