When all is swept clean By the cascading water Earth will be reborn Thanks as always to Sue for hosting the Write Photo challenge.
I as elephants brawl and the foolish close their eyes only the grass aches II monsters laugh with glee when the preying buzzards swirl o’er the barren shell This haiku set was inspired by current times. Read into them what you will. Thanks to FOWC and the prompt of “crazy” for which I substituted “foolish.”… Continue reading only the grass
Like sheep we follow Ignoring the other’s cries Till they come for us After this past week, I fear (even more than I did before) for the survival of our democracy. When we allow the president to act outside the law, how can we claim to be a nation of laws. When we actively persecute… Continue reading like sheep
She wondered whether the storm windows would hold. They were meant to keep out bad weather, not … well whatever was falling from the sky. It was funny she used to think the end of the world would come later. After she was gone. Not when her dreams were finally within her grasp. It wasn’t… Continue reading Climate Storm v. Storm Windows
Reposting in honor of Fandango's Friday Flashback . Sadly, just as relevant today. Deniers imagine the world not an abstract perception melting as we klatch Written for this week’s Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: Art Universe @ Instagram. And for today's FOWC with Fandango
Rising wall of blue Chaos spins from his still eye Exodus denied Thanks to Susi at I Write Her for a great photo challenge. I live in Florida, so obviously Dorian has been on my mind for the last week. Feel free to interpret this piece as a statement on that bitch! Thankfully, we got off pretty… Continue reading Spinning Chaos
to defy ennui a message in a bottle washed ashore today bearing the bones of our past as starkly bleached harbingers This bleak message was written as a response to the image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay courtesy of the wonderful Colleen's Tanka Tuesday Poetry Photo Challenge. Click for details and other contributions. For some reason, this week's… Continue reading bones of our past
as we spin a tale the beauty of youth turns foul burning in plain sight Thanks to Colleen's Poetry Challenge for the opportunity to shout into the wind about climate change!! Today's challenge was to write a poem using synonyms for the two challenge words. I used "beauty" for pretty and and "foul" for ugly.
engines went silent the time to fly was over mother nature won I loved the peaceful feel of this photo by David Kovalenko but it also made me think of the orange one and his minion’s hysterical (and completely untrue) claim (let’s call it what it is—a lie) that the Green New Deal would… Continue reading So Much Winning
Dark seeps through the rift. The creator of days persists Still, the shadows grow. Not feeling particularly hopeful or cheery tonight, but thanks for the inspiration go to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and Sue's #WritePhoto Prompt Check out their sites for other great writing. And as an FYI, the super gloomy shadow shot is mine.