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Charon

Served in the U.S. Army, attended and graduated from The University of Texas-Arlington with a bachelors in psychology and minor in sociology

Charon | by h.koppdelaney

Charon | by h.koppdelaney

Ferry master

Take my Danake and guide me from this place.

Leave no thoughts of me, not even a trace.


Where love was once relished and now is lost,

Where the sun used to shine, now freezes like frost.


The voices I held dear now fade away,

The vibrance of life is gone and now faded to grey.


Take me to a place where the old souls stay,

Someplace that’s dark and far away.


Let those who live continue their fight,

And for those of us lost, get drawn into the night.


Toil and row for I have paid my way,

To my final destination where I may finally lay.


Ya-sas

© 2017 Augustine A Zavala

Comments

Jennifer Rae from Columbus, OH on June 19, 2018:

Indeed.

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on June 19, 2018:

It certainly feels that way. End times I think.

Jennifer Rae from Columbus, OH on June 15, 2018:

Sometimes I wonder if "this" is purgatory (our current existence). Ultimately I don't think so, but it still crosses my mind.

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on June 14, 2018:

Yes, maybe like purgatory.

Jennifer Rae from Columbus, OH on June 13, 2018:

Do you mean a place other than both Heaven and Hell?

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on June 13, 2018:

Jennifer, it can be. It was acceptance that I will not go to heaven but be taken to a place where there are others like me. Thank you for the comment and visit.

Jennifer Rae from Columbus, OH on June 13, 2018:

This is strangely peaceful for me. So lovely!

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on May 04, 2018:

Peggy yes. The journey is different for everyone. But the finality of it to me is sometimes dark. Thank you for visiting.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on May 04, 2018:

Many people who have grown old and lost most of their loved ones and friends are truly ready for the grave and eternal life. This poem of yours makes me think of that.

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on October 13, 2017:

Thank you for the comment and visit. In my mind, the traveller made it to his final resting place. Thamks again for the visit.

Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on October 13, 2017:

This is a sad but beautiful poem. I can't help hoping that the traveller finds some peace and even happiness at the end of the journey.

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on October 10, 2017:

Thank you Martie for the comment and visit. You are always so perceptive in your reviews. Thanks again for the visit.

Martie Coetser from South Africa on October 09, 2017:

You managed to capture the sadness and acceptance of reality, and even the total loss of interest in life, of a person moving on after the loss of a relished love.

Augustine A Zavala (author) from Texas on October 08, 2017:

Thank you Gypsy, because it was a cryptic boat ride. Thanks again for the visit.

Gypsy Rose Lee from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 08, 2017:

A dark and mysterious and poetic. Gave me the imagery of a boat rolling down the River Styx.