Visions of The Reaper?

I thought I saw 

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A meditation on loss 

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News received
Unpleasantly
Deeply tinged
With sadness

Into a mirror
Gazing, wondering,
Unshaven for this
Weekend
Grey dominates
My beard

Change comes,
Celebrated at times
Or with dread
But it comes
Inevitably

Flame flutters
Victim of the breeze
Candles flicker
Departing from
Pedestals
Into the
Stars

Memorial Day 2016

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Birds sing free of care
Below sunlit grass some sleep
Silent war echos

After a Nightmare

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Woke from a nightmare
Dreams of death and resistance
To birdsong outside

Childhood’s Collapse

Daily decay’s
Raging presence
Death’s fragrance
Fills me deeply.

Then that morning’s
Ragged breathing,
Brutal truth of
Impending silence.