Author:Frankemann
Image: Barren Landscape of Melting Glaciers(here)
to melt and be like a running brook
that sings its melody to the night (Gibran)
comes fast depriving nature's might
to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night
foraging asunder sans a second look
large expanses transformed affecting
life forms in a barren iceless terrain
subdued facing rage of global warming
Laura's at d'Verse Poetics - stepping-off-the-sidewalk
We foolish humans have run the string out about as far as we can, and the tension my the life line entirly.
ReplyDeleteYou've highlighted starkly the reality we are now facing. Though it begins with gentle lines from Gibran, it ends with a stark warning.
ReplyDeleteOur species has damaged this planet, perhaps beyond repair. Your poem says it all.
ReplyDeleteThe melody is a sad one at the moment...
ReplyDeleteMan's mis-use takes its toll.
ReplyDeleteIt will change the world... I wonder if there will be any room for humans afterwards.
ReplyDeleteI echo Kerfe's comment
ReplyDeleteMakes me wish those monoliths that keep showing up are symbols of extraterrestrial intervention to keep us from destroying our planet.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured the reality of global warming. It is sad that we humans are destroying our planet. Well thought out poem with deep truths.
ReplyDeleteThat is a sad state of what we are doing to mother earth :-(
ReplyDeleteThis epigraph seems like a favorite and I love your environmentalist stance.
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