I wade through mercury waters
A land speckled crimson
Peppered bloody, hematic and sore
Swollen, cancerous rocks, bloated, bulging
and inflamed
Under a sickly sky, the trees gaunt and rawboned,
they reach, beseech, leeching for a way
out of their roots
Marks like swords – what has been here before?
It spread its air of death
Leaving a synthesised mess
A world left ailing and raw
Is it your picture? Nice one 😊
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Thank you 🙂 It’s an illustration by Dan McPharlin, which inspired me to write the poem.
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So touching . So scary. You poetically describe so well the way our planet is suffering . Great photo also. Food for thought.
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Always appreciate your feedback 🙂 thanks Ugetse
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Best poetry I’ve read on WordPress in a long time. Refreshing, really. Much applause. (Side note: If you want not have the double spacing between your poetic lines, hit shift+enter and it will single space them.) Anyway, good stuff. Along with the art, it becomes a more complete art. However, that being said, I went back and read it on its own, without the art, and it held up really well as a possible abstract journey into life and mental/emotional experience. ~ Really good stuff. I’m inspired now. ~ Thank you.
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I really appreciate you saying that, thank you. I will keep your tip in mind for next time 🙂
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You have a talent! Love it!
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Thanks Stephan!
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Fantastic description of a devastated landscape.
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Thanks for dropping by, Wandering Armadillo 🙂
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Reblogged this on Wag 'n Bietjie.
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