by jill | Sep 26, 2022 | Blog |
How are you doing now that we’ve plundered
your gifts to us? Fires, floods render flora, fauna,
humans desiccated, eradicated. You don’t seem
like the judgmental type but how can you not
be disappointed, wounded and enraged?
Maybe Bezos and Branson have it right we
might need to take flight for changes of place
somewhere in outer space. The moon or Mars
I know not where in either case I’m loath
to even think about emigrating there.
I love my feet planted on earth’s soil,
walk along the ocean and mountain
oaks unspoiled. I want to live under
warmth of the sun, feel soft rain
fall from the sky until the day I die.
Let’s listen to Greta who advocates
to take stock and do all we can to turn
back earth’s climate changes clock.
Published in San Diego Poetry Annual 2021 – 2022
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Faith, Thank you for reading!
This is beautiful Jill!
I have been immersed in nature for the better part of the last nine weeks as we traversed the country in our motor home. Your poem really hit home as I reflect on our national parks and monuments and how they must be saved from our endangered environment. Thank you for your beautiful poem.
Susan, I love that you’re traveling in a motor home and staying in our parks. I’m delighted my poem spoke to you. Keep enjoying and appreciating nature!
So true, Jill! I wholeheartedly agree. Shared.
Hi Diana, I’m glad you agree. Thank you for sharing!
“You don’t seem like the judgmental type…” Somehow I can’t think but that the Earth is reacting to us through the devastating fires, floods, storms… not as judgment, but in pain. All of us suffering.
Thank you for your poem, Jill and for always bringing us closer to what matters.
Love the surprising rhyme! I picture you walking in Descanso, loving the natural beauty and feel the worry about our priceless blue orb. Thank you for a poem with such an intriguing voice and point of view!
I love this – another installment of inspiration from beautiful poetry. Thank you!!!!!