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End Times

Bereaved time of maudlin despair, soul darkness with words that writhe in a poignant capitulation to doom, gloom, death. Dates traverse a calendar to end times, 2012 years or other never-again-to-appear numbers. Eons maniacally march ever-advancing to oblivion. Weary world waits to puncture the promise of youth turned chilly down the spine of never-ending war lists. Mother Moon and Father Sun watch patiently as a plethoric potency of weapons spirals in unspeakable spasms towards doom, gloom, death.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/11/2010 10:17:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry X2 making it through the first round of the Poetrysoup site contest Sue. The best to you in the finals. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/10/2010 5:53:00 PM
Congratulations Sue on your beautiful poetry going to the second round. Agape, Moses
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Date: 5/27/2009 11:46:00 AM
Interesting teake. Feels almost Orwellian to me especially with the never ending war lists and the general feeling of weary world weight. I like the alliteration too. That 'weight waits' thing is cute.
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Date: 4/22/2009 7:57:00 AM
maniacally marching moments ... i enjoyed this and other original use of alliteration ... they carry th epoem on a rhythm to a cyclic conclusion ... as if repeating destruction ... very artistic act ... peace and smiles.
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Date: 4/9/2009 12:46:00 PM
Another thought provoking poem to get readers to think. You have such a talent for poems with depth. Nice use of imagery and alliteration to convey your message. Thank you for the kind words on my haiku. Keep on writing! Have a wonderful Easter! Karen
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Date: 4/8/2009 10:16:00 AM
you said you think you know me? how is that? loved the write! o_o ayana
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Date: 4/8/2009 10:06:00 AM
Hi sue... yup sometimes it seems a real struggle to see the sunshine... loved the third stanza Sue.... great poem altogether ! Thanks so much for your comment...
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Date: 4/7/2009 5:58:00 PM
Hey sue ,long time.Very prophetic,if only they could see what life is and how precious it is.To bad our hands are tied,would Love to see the sun rise on a day without the threat ,of oblivion.......Jim
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Date: 4/7/2009 4:42:00 PM
Great use of alliteration in this depressing, but excellent poem. Cool title, too. Love, Shar
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Date: 4/7/2009 2:56:00 PM
Awesome poetry! The way the war impacts youth is truly a travesty. Excellent writing, Sue! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/7/2009 12:43:00 PM
A bit of doom and gloom, for sure....a dark, but awesome writing, Sue!
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Date: 4/7/2009 12:21:00 PM
wow sue this was very good
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