I am tired
of apocalypse
& just want to
hold us tight
until it’s not my mine
or your yours
anymore
but just another
sort of ending
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
That’s the problem with long range plans and poetry. Sometimes you should wait until the poems have already been written and fall into place by themselves.>KB
LOL, true. We can call this my temper tantrum.
romantic apocalypse?
LOL, yep.
The end is nigh! The relief is palpable 😉
LOL, yes!!!! Commenting on the other when I get back from giving my neighbor a lift.
Excellent!
Thank you!
I have just started to look at your page (from RoS’s page I found yours.) … I have read the other’s comments … so I think I am missing some history and should take a look at the previous Apocalypse writings … for this to me seems sad when I read it.
Though … I think it is wonderfully beautiful. (I do not know much of poetry I am afraid though….but I am trying to learn.)
Katie–thank you–yes, this was a “tired” poem today, but if you look on my menu, I just put all of the apocalypse poems there, on one page 🙂
Nods….I have read them all nod nod….and noticed that I can only respond to the latest. I liked the 1st one…and the one about the shelters and bullets … and …actually … I like them all.
Katie–thank you! Also wanted to say that it really doesn’t matter if you know much about poetry–you can enjoy it. That’s how I am with art…
Life can work this way. A song it inspires, wishing to close out my night.
http://youtu.be/RHJb87nNsGY
Thanks, Nelle 😉 I shall close out my night with it too.
I like it. I’m wondering – do you have a particular method with your poetry? Like iambic pentameter or whatever the hell that stuff is? Or is this free verse? I have an MA in English and yes, I know squat about poetry. I’m just curious.
Alica–
I am a free verse person, although I do sometimes stray into the discipline of haiku and sometimes (oh, Lord, yes) sometimes I do metered/rhymed poetry, but just as a challenge to myself to see if I can–those are exercises for he most part, and could not see myself doing it all the time. HELL, no 😉
As far as having a method with my poetry–I have to say I think it more has a method with me.
rending endings!
🙂
yes. Oh, I do so like the sound (if not the fact) of those 2 words…
Totally understand ! Love it
Thank you sis!
And what a beautiful and sublime way to go, in each other.s arms.
Celestine, thank you!