Calamities Will

The night is nigh

illuminated by a titian sky

A burning star

blazed the heavens afar

I saw the sky flash for a split second

It brought to life my lonely weekend

And the God's laughed violently 

as the rain cried bitterly, then silently 

The prophet proclaimed

Don't look up, for here's the end

Where would I look to then? 

I had no friends

My dreams enclasped a different scene

a field of wild flowers and an ocean breeze

the sound of laughter flooded my mind

just a few more memories I had left behind

And the world exploded in hues of red

the soil beneath my feet hurled over my head

I endured every sort of pain yet I felt nothing still

The lights turned off, for it's calamities will 

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

This relates to the recent tornadoes we had here in the midwest a week or so ago.
the gods were a bit unhappy...maybe they were warring and that is what resulted in the high, damaging winds...
Perhaps that is how the armageddon will happen.....
fire and wind...
explosions in hues of red.
And maybe after all the pain of life, death will be so quick we won't get to feel it.
great read, KeeD...
related in my own way, I know....but your writing allows for that.

and that is so important in poetry.
j.

[KeeD]

Thanks J, hope you had a wonderful Christmas. Compliments of the season and may the coming years only bring great weather, smiles and happiness to you.