A Global Warning
Where there’s a will there may be a way, out
Eventually, there may only be one ocean.
Clouds may burst, full of scalding rain that cannot cool our tongues and the
Land may shrink until we’re all balancing on our tip-toes.
Inside we may peer out behind glass, city indistinct from forest, and
People may curse the preceding generation, down to the last plastic straw.
Skies may darken under fiery fumes, blocking out our sun. Yet
Even now, it may not be too late for us, if only they would listen.
About the Creator
Joe O’Connor
New Zealander living in London
Teacher of English and History, and sport-lover
Mostly short stories and poems📚
Feel free to be honest- one constructive comment beats a hundred generic ones
Currently writing James The Wonderer
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The Voyeur's Incandescent Reasoning
The woman sat nonplussed, in the Waiting Room. In a sort of daze, looking straight ahead patiently. She had already had three small breakfast's that morning and a nip of sherry, this was not unusual she would typically wait until an hour after she took her anti-depressant and was her morning routine. She was merely following instructions she assured herself, shifted slightly in her seat and feeling a little heart burn thought, maybe she should skip lunch. Dom had said to have the task done this week. She was well used to his methods and desired to get this over and done with soon. She glanced at her watch, smiled weakly at the Receptionist who was there for a moment and then gone.
By Canuck Scriber L.Lachapelle Author6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
Land may shrink until we’re all balancing on our tip-toes - that's my favourite bit. What an image 😁
Powerful work. I loved how vivid and descriptive your language was throughout the poem!
I think that climate change and pollution are no longer the main problems facing this planet, as some form of AI will bring more catastrophic changes, which may be good for Earth but probably not for us. A poignant eclipse!
whew this gave me nuclear war flashes, well done
Very well done! And excellent title!
A message of hope! Bringing us back from the brink of despair!
Oh, this is blistering and damning really. Well done, Joe...I love the flow, the descriptions and the message!