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Blessed ...
   This was a day unlike any other
      The sun arose and stole my breath
         Oh, I have seen countless such day-wakes
            Here on this shore, ancient, sparkling ...

Each one unique and a miracle of color
   Making the moon blush with a goodnight kiss
      But this morn there were hues beyond my imaginings and memories
         And it seems fitting now that it should have been so
            That every moment on this day be priceless ...

Every minute spent here with my love, as perfect as it could be
   Every smile and laugh and kiss and tear, perfection
      Each breath an exquisite drama, every touch a blessing
         And if that is only in my perception, it matters not
            This farewell to humanity ...

These last moments - more precious than any that came before
   For our eyes behold the culmination ...
      The death throes of an extraordinary race - a race and existence, sublime
         That brought to fruition the best of art and acumen
            And ultimately, its own undoing ...

I am content, as I watch the sky turn to fire
   I am blessed here, in my love's embrace
      A full, passionate, extraordinary life ... for both of us
         And there is an incredible beauty to this sky
            Flaming, churning mushroom clouds in the distance ...

And more colors I've not imagined, an intense and powerful image
   The streaming rainbows of fire and fission
      Consuming themselves and all that they sweep upon
         It seems right that it be so ...
            That the end of man come in such consummate fascination ...

And such treacherous bloom ...
   We go out with a scream and a tremble, not a whisper in the night
      And I am with the one I love, true and true ...
         The one who has shared all of life and love with me
            The one who took my breath and heart, all those years ago ...

I shall swim the dark water of her eyes, as I did then
   And feel its grasp on my being
      I will kiss her as deep as doom ...
         While thunder and flame and terrifying beauty
           Consume us ...
           
Consume all.





~ 1st Place ~  in the "What If There Was No Tomorrow" Poetry Contest, Silent One, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 10th Place ~  in the "Doomsday Clock Two Minutes To Midnight" Poetry Contest, Emile Pinet, Judge & Sponsor.
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