End Of Time

End Of Time

A Poem by E.J. Waling

I
see a
place with
starless skies.
I
see a
dark smooth
world
endlessly afloat
in the black,
its star
long since
blinked
out.
Covered
with small
closely spaced
geodesic domes.
Geodesic domes
all interconnected,
all with
conduits leading
to the core.
I see
a place where
time
forgot
and where
dreams
come from.

© 2018 E.J. Waling


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

66 Views
Added on January 12, 2018
Last Updated on January 13, 2018

Author

E.J. Waling
E.J. Waling

NH



About
E.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more..