Sunset Rock

The crimson sun blazes at the endless horizon

Salty foam creeps toward my bare feet

As I pad slowly back to the dry patch of sand.

I touch pencils to the whiteness

And a blanket of blue darkness, streaks of scarlet, vermilion, gold

Appear on the canvas.

A pencil drops, spearing the sand with a soft thunk

I bend to pull it out

And straighten back up

To a midnight sky.

The still waters anxiously wait

Crying of gulls cease

All noise fails to exist.

My pencils drop to the beach, forgotten

The unfinished canvas topples over.

Shivering, trembling

I waver on uncertain legs

A blast of hot wind ripples through my hair

Collapsing to my knees, I stare in heart-jarring horror

Yet also in anticipation, a crazy rush of dizzying excitement

As a dark shape bursts through the colorless sky.

Burning, flaming, the very essence of being on fire

Possesses the impossibly huge rock

Ten times larger than the one that ended the dinosaurs

Hurtling at a million miles a second towards the earth.

Eating through the atmosphere, gaining speed

Such an inconceivable killer of life

Yet encompassably beautiful

Like a shadowy angel of death, smiling gently

Before bringing eternal rest.

Nothing

No sound, a terrifying experience

While my mind screams, insane with fear.

I need to close my eyes

But I am frozen, gazing at the approaching eternity

The land ripples beneath my feet like liquid

Waves rise, stirred from their slumber

Towering to immensity

Blocking from my eyes

The impenetrable darkness.

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*A/N- One poem that I’m actually pretty proud of. ^_^ For some reason, I just love these end-of-the-world scenarios...so hugely scary.