Another cup of coffee

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Death was back in Starbucks again drinking coffee he had sent out invites but as yet there no sign of the other three.

Like last time he had made his mark  people lolled back in their chairs and the sky was strangely dark.

He finished his coffee, it was his second cup he looked at clock and decided his wait to give up. He knew his friends were tardy but enough was enough and he had plenty to do collecting the dead and some other stuff!

He rose from his seat and made for the door, leaving a trail of black coffee on the floor.”Damn” he remarked looking down at his feet “This Columbian coffee goes right through me now” Off he stomped with wet dirty feet!

Pestilence,War and Famine  were out somewhere having fun, too busy to join him , forgetting that he’s number one!  Behind him the cleaner followed with a mop , turning to see him, death flashed him his smile , the man fell with a plop! Scooping him up as he went on his way mumbling to himself the start of another bloody day!

photo credits google images

photo credits



He did not need the others he was the boss, what ever they caused he picked up the loss. So if you see  him keep on his right side don’t offer him Columbian coffee you might hurt his pride!


This poem is a follow on to “Is It Really To Late ” which can be read here



10 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Oct 01, 2012 @ 05:30:14

    you have the most creative mind Willow…!
    I think you just made the GrimReaper a loveable creature…
    I like this!
    Take Care..


    • willowdot21
      Oct 01, 2012 @ 07:37:09

      Thanks Rose I really think the guy gets a really bad press , after all he is only doing his job! I have mentioned him in three of my poems so far , four with this one. He has a staring role in three of them! I am glad you like the poem and him …I always say you can’t beat him so maybe join him! 😉 XX


  2. mominalatif
    Oct 01, 2012 @ 15:14:50

    One of those fantastic pieces that you barely get to read anymore!


  3. eof737
    Oct 03, 2012 @ 05:40:05

    I love this… reminds me of “The Appointment in Samarra.” 😉


  4. Unsungpoet
    Oct 11, 2012 @ 00:27:14

    I like this–striking and clever


  5. WordsFallFromMyEyes
    Mar 16, 2013 @ 07:32:27

    Scary and chilling to imagine death supping nearby. But how else does it claim lives, if it is not standing by close.

    Willow, you’re amazing with the subjects you cover. Chilling, but excellent.


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