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Pompeii

In the Grecian bay, of Paradise lost, a slumbering Giant
Does sleep, at eases restless peace.
Beneath thunder mountain's base, across the blue divide,
Exists a bustling sea port, full of culture and tradition.
Beware Pompeii, for natures wrath hovers above thee.
Within safety’s sheltering harbor, the population lies
Completely at fates mercy, as if innocence children, left
Alone to play in the wilderness, without protection. 
Look into the stilled waters, it is a thin pain of glass,
A mirror's image of a grand utopian society,
That's shattered in a tenth of a second by reality.
Here their echoing foot steps, down ancient
Roman roads, voices screams silenced by
Death's gloved hands, striking without warning.
A phantom people frozen in stone, hidden 
Beneath an ashen graveyard. 
Forgotten by posterity, until unearthed exposed
To destiny’s future.
Hell's fire storm unleashed on earth, 
It begins with a quaking rumbling, an eruptions
Mumbling, forecasting a foreboding doom lying
Stirring does the mountain dragon, awaking 
Inhaling, exhaling, releasing calamity’s white
 Hot blaze against Pompeii, with the raw force
Of ten Hiroshima bombs.
A volcanic shock wave felt around the world,
Smokes pyroclastic cloud blinding the sun,
And biting at the global sphere itself.
Catechism's ultimate destructive tidal wave,
Rocks mankind to it's inner most core, 
Leaving at flash points center, nothing alive.
Apocalypses Thunder Dome, a seething fire pit,
From which evacuation’s few survivors,
Become castaways orphans, left to the four
Winds mercy, a nation without a country,
A people of the seven seas.
Behind them are their kindred, memories
Forsaken of flesh and bone, now ashen
 Residue buried alive for all time,
Legacy's tribute to the volcano 
Known as Mt. Vesuvius, and a paradise lost,
Called Pompeii.



BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/18/2014 4:09:00 PM
Hi Cheryl: Beautifully done . You have recaptured the devistation very accurately in poetic form. My compliments.
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Date: 2/16/2014 7:59:00 PM
Cheryl that is a beautiful story, I absolutely loved it, I have actually seen Mt Vesuvius many years ago when I travelled, I do seem to have an infinity with Pompeii but besides all that you have written that so well congrats. Vera
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Date: 2/16/2014 6:42:00 PM
This is on my Bucket List poem as a place i so want to visit. An excellent write. Jan x
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Date: 2/16/2014 12:01:00 PM
Cheryl very eloquent, I enjoyed this a lot....David
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Date: 2/15/2014 3:50:00 PM
waiting for the movie i'm sure. it's not far away. still looking for you to find my piece. go to soup mail and look under that name not this one.
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Date: 2/14/2014 9:34:00 PM
A great poem, Cheryl, just the other day someone gave me a great idea. One day I wish to visit the Easter Island. SKAT
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