A Final Toast with Death
I await you
My bravado more resolute than ever
This snifter in my hand unwavering
These drops of whiskey delivered faithfully to my lips.
So come to me, Sir Reaper
You whose work is never done
You’ve stolen a good man from this world
Left behind his only son.
I have no fear of you this day
Not while my veins run hot
Coward!
A good man seeks retribution
His weapon his only son.
I await you
Be a gentleman and share this final whiskey
Drink with me, Sir Reaper
I’ve business with you yet done.
© Copyright 2013 Joseph A. Pinto. All Rights Reserved.
Joseph A. Pinto 
Oh I do like this one Sir! Very much!
Looking for the reblog button…….
Thank you so much!!!
Those lines exude power and emotion, Joe.
I think you know that from me now, Zack 😉
This is so beautiful and touching. I love it.
Thank you, Mari! Although I wish I had no need to write it 😦
I’m sorry you had to go through it too. 😦 Hugs
Thank you, Mari 🙂
Glorious, Joe. The poem sings. x
Thanks kindly, Tom! This was a tough one for me to write, for obvious reasons…
Very good Joseph it’s a lament
Thank you for taking the time to read my poem, Gordon, I appreciate it greatly 🙂
Powerful! Evokes a resolute image of vengeance… nicely done!
Thank you kindly, Ms Raven Lady 🙂 Much appreciated!
I only wish I had the vengeance I sought after writing this…
Ciao love…very good..strong words. Always enjoy your writing Joey…wickedly talented love! Hugs, Bxxx
Thank you very much, Bells!! And I always appreciate your support!! 🙂
I am so sorry… I feel your words deeply…
Thank you so much for your kindness! 🙂 Much appreciated!
You are welcome. 🙂
xoxox
gr8 to see you putting more words on your blog – excellent as always
Thank you, Leslie!! 🙂
Damn the torpedos of Death, Joseph. I believe there is more yet to come when we pass from this world, that our essence continues the great quest to Know. I wish for you the courage of the Explorer as you take glimpses into those Worlds Unknowable to those who have yet to travel them. Your poem was beautiful.
Hi Madison! Thank you so much, Madison!! (as well thank you for taking the time to read my poem) 🙂
I wrote this for my dad…as you can gather, it’s one part infused with an anger I can never quell, & one part anguish that can never be soothed. Either way, another poem I hope others can connect to & use as their own…
oohhh. Pretty awesome concept. I really like this piece alot. Calling Death a coward takes a lot of balls. Sweet…
Thank you so much, Jaimie! 🙂
Well, last I checked, I do own a rather large brass pair of them lol 😛
Thanks for the follow. I love your work and am about to subscribe to your blog!
Awesome!! Thank you very much!! 🙂
Wow! Such power and emotion. I am sorry for your loss but within your words is strength, courage and the will to go on and face your own mortality. Your defiance in the face of death speaks volumes about the man your father left behind. He would be proud. ❤
Hi Lisa 🙂 Thank you very much for taking the time to read ‘A Final Toast with Death.’ Yeah, this is me at my normal defiant self lol I just wish it didn’t need to be in the context that you read… I appreciate your kindness 🙂
“you’ve stolen a good man from this world
Left behind his only son”
I freakin LOVE this line!! Beautiful, Dark, Depressing, Aggressive piece and I love it!!
Hey Maggie! Thank you very much! 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed it (just wish I never had to write it, however)