Poetry 101: Rehab- End

Slightly delayed this week as I’ve been very dramatically away from my computer without internet, but once again this has been written in response to Mara Eastern’s Poetry 101 Rehab challenge.

The End

Staring out
On the wasteland,
Wondering how we let it go
This far.

The last vestiges of
Civilisation
Wiped away by its own
Greed.

She looked,
Her gaze unbroken,
At what lay before her.
And she wept.

It ended not with a flourish
But with barely a murmur.
How did we let it come
To this?

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5 thoughts on “Poetry 101: Rehab- End

  1. A powerful poem, as always – your words are straight to the point, I especially love the “how did we come to this” and the murmur line (it reminds me a bit of T. S. Eliot’s “This is the way the world ends: Not with a bang but a whimper.”) Excellent work here!

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  2. I really enjoyed this poem. It echoed images of Eliot’s Wasteland for me too! Very thought-provoking and you create an ominous atmosphere, good job! 🙂

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