End of Days

End of Days

Frozen in time
Petrified
Polarized
With no reason
or rhyme
 
A bolt of lightning
Striking
Paralyzing
the body
Frightening
 
Unable to turn
yet senses in tact
Knowing
Aware
of the burn
 
Voices near
Unseeing
Feeling
a mutual distress
of dread and drear
 
Prisoners
of the elements
Captured
Hostage
No listeners
 
Nature’s anomaly
the end of days
Famine
Starving
Concluding solemnly
 
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

In response to Sue Vincent's Thursday #Write/Photo - Wicker

Word Prompt:

Anomaly

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  9 comments for “End of Days

  1. May 17, 2019 at 11:52 pm

    Wow ❤️

    • Christine Bolton
      May 18, 2019 at 7:43 am

      Thank you! 🙂

  2. May 18, 2019 at 2:24 am

    Very moving

    • Christine Bolton
      May 18, 2019 at 7:48 am

      Thanks dear! 🙂💕

      • May 18, 2019 at 12:19 pm

        You’re welcome Christine

  3. May 19, 2019 at 5:02 pm

    Love the brevity with which you convey this tale 🙂

    • Christine Bolton
      May 19, 2019 at 5:44 pm

      Thank you Sue 🙂

  4. May 20, 2019 at 4:01 pm

    You can feel their angst. Nice job.

    • Christine Bolton
      May 20, 2019 at 7:14 pm

      Thank so much Michele

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