He was the last of his kind.
Wearily he lay down,
waiting for the end.
He’d sensed it coming.
The heavens darkened,
flames filled the sky.
The celestial destructor bore down
upon his Mother Earth.
Would she survive?
Would others come after?
No answer came.
His body crisped to dust.
This wonderful piece of artwork was posted by Jason H. Abbott last week, as part of his science fiction art series. This was what I was moved to write.
Here’s the link to Jason’s original post: https://aetherealengineer.com/2019/05/10/10may19/
luna's on line 
Beautifully sad ❤️
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Bittersweet and beautiful. ♡
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Very emotional poem
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Aww! I like this but it makes me sad 😕
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The first thing I thought when I saw the picture was how sad the creature looked. Poor thing.
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But if you think about it, it’s a compliment to your writing skills that you are able to evoke emotion from your readers
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You’ve complemented the wonderful picture brilliantly. Poor little guy.
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Thanks Ellie. His sad little face spoke to me.
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Beautiful! Makes me think of many different things at once…
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This was so poetic yet bittersweet! Beautifully written, Chris! 🙂
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Woefully sad, but beutifully expressed and written Chris, very nicely done 🙂
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Reblogged this on A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip! and commented:
This is a beautifully sad piece, but wonderfully expressed by Chris.
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Thank you for the reblog. I appreciate it!
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Never a problem Chris 🙂
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Oh…oh sadness. So tragic, but beautiful, too!
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