When Everything Stopped

Written for:  https://helenevaillant.com


The end had gone on
so long. Everything stopped
exactly when the clock
bonged twelve times,
midnight on Sunday.
Construction halted,
buildings halfway up
abruptly ceased. Most
faulted the government.
Jacob wandered here
and there. Food was
scarce. Crooked ladder
leaned on a brick wall,
stopped in mid-air.
Where could he go
from here. Ascending
the ladder, he was able
to peer into stars,
galaxies, planets. Moon
beckoned. Jacob reckoned,
what had he to lose?
He reached out, and was
pulled into a heaven of
new beginnings.


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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8 Responses to When Everything Stopped

  1. Hélène - Willow Poetry says:

    Oh wow, how beautiful this is. Going up that ladder is a big decision, he did it! Thank you so much for joining the challenge.
    I will give you the correct link to the challenge so can post in there.
    The link you posted in is my personal response to the challenge…sorry about the confusion.
    to the challenge:


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