February 17, 2019

February Poem #17

By Kat Myrman

…to dust

dead bits of shed skin
mite droppings, dander, and hair
remnants of life, layered thin,
adrift in the air…
death falls like a veil everywhere

~kat

This entry was posted on Sunday, February 17th, 2019 at 5:04 pm and tagged with Challenge, digital art., dust, February, Horatiodet, Poem a Day, Poetry and posted in Challenges and Writing Prompts, Digital Art & Photos, Horatiodet, Poetry, Random Thoughts and Musings. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

10 responses to “February Poem #17”

Peter's pondering
February 17th, 2019 at 5:27 pm

Thank you for the reminder!

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- Kat Myrman
  February 17th, 2019 at 6:15 pm
  
  Sorry bud.
  
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D. Avery @shiftnshake
February 17th, 2019 at 6:03 pm

Dust as death veil. Hmm. It had to be said and you said it well.

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- Kat Myrman
  February 17th, 2019 at 6:14 pm
  
  Somebody has to say it 😉
  
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willowdot21
February 17th, 2019 at 11:14 pm

Oh! This is a deep one Kat I like it 💜

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- Kat Myrman
  February 18th, 2019 at 7:53 am
  
  Thank you Willow. 😄
  
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  - willowdot21
    February 18th, 2019 at 3:59 pm
    
    💜💜
    
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Ennle Madresan
February 27th, 2019 at 8:34 pm

Death certainly does…well done, Kat.

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- Kat Myrman
  February 27th, 2019 at 9:44 pm
  
  Thank you! 😊
  
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  - Ennle Madresan
    February 27th, 2019 at 10:01 pm
    
    Most welcome always ❤
    
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