Apocalypse

Thank you very much for your entry, Jade-Pandora

my 2nd entry.


Aftermath of an Apocalypse in Parallel Worlds

The ghostly sightings of bats, elusive
in the passages of wormholes,

and the portal of trees
lit by lunar rings
in a constant curling of echoes.

The rare exchange of seagulls
drifting inland like mega spores

from the hyperbaric void
that cosmic storms leave behind,

gravitate where I kite and call,
landless, as I seek shelter.

Territorial in the towers,
nuclear isomers foraging

between vehicles while drawn
to this molecular lyric by chance,

where time stands still from the
pull of a Precambrian dance.

Mid-air, survivor's thrall becomes
a menace to the
silence of a sibling planet.

The ironic flutings from my cage
of arboretums;
they have no quantum, no beginning.

Notes found swirling in atomic maps
of interstellar anatomies
like ineffectual miracles.

The winged egression from the
herald of my crossing
through a multiverse of vastitude,

to settle into a grume of loess,
a sandstone listening
to the only conversation.

Scattered soliloquies of light,
skeletonized in afternoons
of intermittent duets,

where leaves long dead
are still devoted to forgotten roots.

the shelves were filled with toasty O's
but only those
no cheerio's
and the flickering fluorescent led to the broken rows
and glass
so where the liquor stained
mold had grown
and just past
were the pop tart stands
but they too were gone long ago
except a case of generic brand
long decomposed
and it occurred to me
or maybe I was encouraged to know
that even in the face of extinction
the name brands were the first to go
the Doritos and the Pepsi and all the ho ho's
and as my brain tried to process the emotions that mixed
as I picked through the past  within the portions we missed
a horrendous thought escaped my lips
"There might be no Mountain Dew in the apocalypse"

Thank you very much for your second entry, Jade-Pandora

and Thank you for your entry, beanbandit


not long to go now!

                                                                                          Apocalypse- for a mining town

she spoke in apocalytic tone
she was though not alone
her elders told her stories
inglorious end to glories

a booming mining town
once stood above a deposit
river of riches runs
under the earth, they mine it

so the hustle and bustle lasted
stream after stream they blasted
businesses mushroomed
hotels with many roooms

where's the apocalypse they asked
under a glorious sun they basked
she smiled then yelled out the rant
said idea they have scant

of the horror that's looming
so far you only saw town it's booming
what goes up, come down a must
every booming town's heading for a bust

no earth moved no skies burst
rivers of wine quenched miners' thirst
far beyond the town events were unfolding
commodity exchanges were dumping all holdings

demand from growing nations fell like death knell
supplies were in glut so the pricess duly fell
mercantile exchange first to bear the brunt
speculators aside pundits were also burnt

The couple of mines of the town
they are as good as gold
we'll be friggin diggin' till sundown
the poor miners were told

suddenly the mining companies
found  themselves in red
the banks would give credit no more
with speculators they were in bed

workers who turned up
found the mine shut
were told by higher ups
of minerals there's a a glut

panic struck the town
people were in streets
rumours were abound
even the limps were on their feet

morning headlines read
Apolcalypse has ushered
companies are dead
everybody has suffered

No money in the banks
no petrol in the tanks
were now chasing the dogs
who once threw lamb shanks

The only road to salvation
was the route of desert migration
from a remote desert oasis
that's a wishful imagination

The old lady now
was nowhere to be seen
when left didn't raise a brow
for her it's an old scene

Apocalypse had arrived
with no skies burst
no earthquakes happened
just pure hunger and thirst

those who had the luck
paid some big bucks
piled up on wagons, buses
even the old cattle trucks

the old lady now stands
alone in the desert sands
why you smile now grandma
asked a toddler by her side

touching the earth she replied
apocalypse had arrived
forgot to plan for future
the fools when they thrived
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© KDAmB 2016. All rights reserved

thanks very much for your entry,
KDAmB

No problem Jade, thank you

we will have the winner in a few hours.
our daughter willing ;0

 

*shit i'm late-apologies for peeking in too late""''next time

Results are coming, this was a tough one to judge with great takes on the apocalypse by all.

First, a big thanks to all of you!
We read every single entry a few times, and out loud.
We discussed the angle that each poet took and how that weighed on the impact.
We looked at the pros and cons of each piece. in our humble opinions. (of course)
and it was not easy, at all!
every single entry has merit and gives an interesting take on the prompt.

I will say that after finally being able to agree on the winner, we felt completely unable to choose runners up.
In fairness, with this many entrants, I usually don't award runners up as it makes very worthy pieces go seemingly
unnoticed.

and to Soula, it was too late but a wonderful piece! thanks and great to see you, my husband was just playing you on youtube sounds great!
our daughter had a dance and let me type this

Congrats Madame Lavender for first place with your excellent, apocalyptic piece.

Congratulations to Madame Lavender!! deserved it! Whilst taking nothing away from all entries.
Credit must be given to Miki and Carpe, for  their time and effort in conducting the comp with such attention and diligence and courtesy. Thank You both of you for that!

thanks so much, KDA
that means a lot to us both.
:)

Wow--thanks!  I didn't expect to win this one, but cool though!  Much appreciated and as always, great entries from everyone, and many thanks to Miki and Carpe for hosting!  <3

Much congratulations to MadameL for her successful write!
And grateful bow to Miki and Carpe for the opportunity... and what fun to watch their daughter dance with glee!

thanks Madame L and Jade, we enjoyed reading all of the entries, each resonated its own frequency and understanding. All worthy.

and we look forward to hosting another soon hope to see everyone back!