The planet is getting hotter
It’s a fact we can no longer deny
Global warming is media fodder
But I believe what they imply
This summer has been a scorcher
Temps in the 90s near every day
The unbearable heat is torture
I look at weather reports with dismay
The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it,
so why do we insist on depleting it?
treating it, beating it like a dirty dog –
Adam named everything he saw,
the beasts & critters that crawl,
the plants & trees so tall,
and since those days in Eden,
we’ve furiously assaulted the planet –
Flash fiction may be the hardest type of story to write. It can also be incredibly fun. I’ve shared a few here on my site – some are good, others just okay, and some probably suck to be honest! Often, I search the internet for prompts to get me going. So, I decided to devise a list of my own flash fiction prompts for myself and to share with others.
Continue readingThe old man cried as the yellow half-moon murmured to the birds. The birds squeaked and squawked a beautiful song, but it didn’t stop the wise man from weeping.
“Why do you cry?” I asked him.
Continue readingDesert sands of deception
flames of futility
growing in the wilderness
under an orange sky
baking us at record temps –
Our Planet is dying
screaming, crying
and she’s angry.
(Photo from Insider.com)
Note: This poem was a meditation on the wildfires happening in California right now. I haven’t read much about them, but I do know that much of it is being caused by the increasing damage of man-made climate change.
