December 21st, 2012

December 21st, 2012

A Poem by Katie Lynn
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When all is said and done and gone, we'll pack our souls away.

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When all is said and done and gone,
We'll pack our souls away,
When our whole world turns upside down,
And night becomes the day.

When none but death and grief are left,
We'll stow our hearts in, too,
And keep them safe until the day,
The world begins anew.

We'll leave this blackened earth behind,
Our Mother, sick and cold,
A poisoned land with hot, cruel hate,
Caught fast in Satan's hold.

We'll lie in wait among the stars,
The moon will wax and wane,
Time will still run on and on,
Until we're born again.

© 2012 Katie Lynn


Author's Note

Katie Lynn
This is sort of an idea for the whole "apocalypse" that will be occurring in about a week and a half or so. I don't really believe the world will end, but it certainly makes for a playful topic to toy with haha. Any criticism is welcome, thank you! :-)

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your meter is perfect. The third stanza is my favorite. I like the images. The only question I have is the second stanza, what will we store our hearts in? I must have missed it. It caught me up a bit going back to find out. The use of the word too, I think, is what got me.

Otherwise your mechanics are fantastic. Your imagery is crisp. Your poem is lovely.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

4 Years Ago

Thank you for the ind review! Sorry for my late reply here, I don't check in as much as I should. Fo.. read more



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Optimistic I'd say. The best part I liked is the first line "When all is said and done", something we also hear once in a while. The connection here is strict forward. Everything will vanish. But after that, you shed light upon the story. You give hope by saying that it's all just period, giving us the sensation of a new world at ends.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I like your interpretation.
wonderful flow to this, and i believe that there is no end--just transformation or transcendence. great poem.



Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you
Very clever, Katie, full kudos for this one. In the light of the Mayan Calendar, climate change and religious contention it's very apt.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you very much, David. I'm so glad you liked it.
This is a wonderful write! I thoroughly enjoyed reading it - and as someone else posted this doesn't just have to relate to the Mayan prophecy looming over us. It is well written and speak to (our) Christian beliefs.
Excellent!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you! I personally don't believe the world will end in the next week, but it surely makes for a.. read more
This works without the coming faux-pocalypse too. I also see some neo-platonic reincarnation going on, but that may just be what I want to see. Your words have a really nice flow and none of the rhymes feel forced. Excellent poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I'm happy you enjoyed it.
Interesting concept I wrote one called apocalypse about a year ago about the day after, well done and fun to read, hey ya never know and if so hope to meet you on the other side LOL.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I'd love to check yours out too lol
No criticism from me Katie for your understanding of 21/12/12 is so much like my own. I think of this time as the dawning of a new consciousness, and sadly I must agree, there is likely to be a great deal of turmoil before this new consciousness is truly realized.
I really don't believe in the end of the world either, yet as you say "Our Mother, sick and cold". In my opinion, She will now take the time to heal. In a way She will release some built up preasure, then perhaps go dormant for a short while I believe. Sadly, many will suffer through this. Not because She is vengeful, but rather because she is loving. Her purpose is always to nuture and She just needs to rest awhile.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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william keepers

11 Years Ago

Can't help but pipe back into this conversation! There is a story that begins the Hindu holy book, t.. read more
Clayton Bardwell

11 Years Ago

That's interesting. By the way, the article in that link argues that there wasn't a bottle neck as .. read more
Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

That article is very interesting. I read the first few paragraphs of it but I am on my lunch break, .. read more
Hi Katie, essence of poet's thought written in melody

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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you. :-)
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wow, I'm blown away with your rhyming... great flow...
and you painted the apocalyptic scene really well...
awesome write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thanks! I'm so glad you liked it.
Katie Loveed this poem it is what I expect from you beauty !!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Katie Lynn

11 Years Ago

Thank you! :-)

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