The weight of their waiting

While Death is lipsticked to bones,
her sister the Night lament to the stars:

“I’m here for your waiting
as my back is closer to breaking,
drying your tears from fear of the scythe”.

While Death paint kohl on her lashes,
The Night is concerned with preparing for dawn;
she polish your coffin
and listens for footfalls come calling.

Death and Life by Gustav Klimt

Death and Life by Gustav Klimt

I had to do a second more fitting to the painting for Kerry’s prompt at toads.

12 responses to “The weight of their waiting

  1. (jabblog here) Strong imagery – I like “my back is closer to breaking,
    drying your tears from fear of the scythe”. We spend too much time worrying about our death and the manner of it and too little time living.

  2. Ah, night is the long-suffering benefactor of her sister death, drying tears and allaying fears while the sister dons her makeup for the main event.

  3. Painting kohl on lashes sounds more like preparation for a wedding than for a funeral, but maybe it will work for both.

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