Slow sleepwalk into Armageddon – #Poetry #Earthweal

It was a sweet walk where we once held hands
and danced;
a waltz around the wilting wheatfields
imagining that we still had a chance:
Slow sleepwalk into Armageddon  
like dying flames of a once-wild romance.

Slow sleepwalk into Armageddon like
a fevered dream
delirious and staggering
and tossed like whirling twigs within a stream
of consciousness, 
unconscious of the brink to which we’d come

till we went over. Down and down we fell!
Some had the nerve to cry ‘What have we done
to deserve this?’
While others knew the answer all too well:
Slowly, we sleepwalked into Armageddon, 
transforming all the bounty of the Earth
into a living Hell.

Posted for Earthweal’s Open Link Weekend #38. In keeping with this week’s de-facto theme of ‘Armageddon,’ I am posting another apocalyptic poem. These seem to be coming to me naturally at the moment. I hope there is still time to wake up from our sleepwalk, and save as much of our environment, and as many of the creatures who inhabit it, as possible. If we continue to stick our heads in the sand, I fear we won’t wake up until we step over the precipice.

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22 thoughts on “Slow sleepwalk into Armageddon – #Poetry #Earthweal

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  1. I am praying that the pandemic, in deconstructing the lives we have taken for granted, will force us to adapt so that the world can start to repair. Maybe we are each having to go through an internal process of deconstructing and reforming as part of that process.

  2. How entrancing the flame, how awful we dance right into it in this poem; the weave of Armageddon in rhyme is a powerful effect. NY Times just broadcast a doc on FX about the Australian wildfires earlier this year, very first person and absolutely horrific. A homesteader talked of huddling in a shed with his wife trying to breath while flames roared just outside and animals screamed in the distance. Thanks for inviting your friends to earthweal, ’tis a lonely little forum. – Brendan

    1. Hopefully it won’t be lonely for long because the standard of work which is shared here is very high, and there are many important messages being conveyed through the poetry posted here. Thank you for providing us this platform!

  3. Oh my! This is so pertinent zingrid. Let’s hope we can save everything. In a strange way, this poem is both beautiful and stirring. It moves me.

  4. Your apocalyptic poem doesn’t seem so far from reality these days. I am praying for a change in 2021 that will allow the U.S. and the world to better address climate change and the effects on the environment.

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