The Apocalypse

A Poem by felioness

I dreamt of ruin...

I dreamt wind moved grass
In restless landlocked waves
Stretched beneath skies dimming fast
Darkening to black from shades of grey

I dreamt wind gusted with damnation
Desperate to prevail
Eagerly pelting salvation
Into hell

I dreamt clouds gathered in angry mobs
Filled with thunder
Ripe and ready to burst asunder
To rain holocaust upon mother earth

I dreamt brother sun gave up the ghost
While pale sister moon receded
To espouse, at most feminine insights
Ebbing with the tide... unheeded
And wished like her brother she could hide
...defeated

I dreamt in the aftermath
All humanity was bereft
Condemned to death
Without redemption
Desolate, unneeded
Until the very end

This is the tale my dream foretold:

... fury spent
Mother Gaia grew distant, cold
Humanity languished
... then died
Eons passed
Stars dangled
Devoid of air
Eternity hammering to bits
The drops of silver that once glittered there

… until time had no meaning and no name
And all was as before
Before mankind was to blame
Before space was a place
Before light was the reflection
Of the almighty's face

Once
In his eternal grace
The creator made us in his image
... light
Arrogance led us into temptation
Our egos left us in disgrace
By dis-respecting mother earth
We turned the tide and
Created our own genocide

© 2012 felioness

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R.M. Duchene

This is the type of poetry that I understand. Thank you :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

John Patrick Robbins AK..

Yes the ends coming my rice crispys told me so.
Im kidding it was just my beer talking once again it seems a bit wasted.
Dam fine work my friend sorry i havent read you sooner but we dont choose when we get outta jail im kidding it was prison.

All jokes aside really really strong writting from a hell of a writer from what ive read cheers Gonzo