Thursday, March 16, 2023

Billowing White Clouds

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL WARMING


Billowing White Clouds

 

Billowing white clouds the size of

mountains stretching out across the

landscape like a legendary dust storm

on the endless plains of Oklahoma

So magnificent they challenge all notions

of nature’s other worldly majesty

This once in several lifetimes display

of the planet’s sensual beauty

Like the spectacular sunsets born of

toxic waste emitted into our atmosphere

 

I sense that these skies of breathtaking

grandeur, these wonderland displays, these

masterworks of awe and curiosity, are

somehow warnings that the end of time

is near – not for the planet, not for the earth,

and not for whatever godlike beings watch

over us – but for us, the observers, the ones

who marvel at such stultifying grace

The gods are merciful after all for though

we poisoned the very ground we walk upon,

the air we breathe and the clear fresh water

that sustains us, we are blessed with one last

display of nature’s divinity, the greatest

show on earth.

 

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