The moon struggled to rise
One night, as the sun
Gasped towards the sea
Leaving the day undone
The earth overheated
From disregard and denial
Left us breathless this night
Waiting for the moon’s arrival
An arrangement was needed
To placate the moon
A possibility of compromise
But communication inopportune
With neither ever meeting
At anytime in the sky
An intermediary is required
Our actions yet another black eye
We are the conduits
For continual balance of the Earth
We must care for it with love
It is suffering from a dearth
Losing precious inventory
With ignorant decisions
Responsibility disregarded
Leading to ultimate derision
Shooting ourselves in the foot
Leaving a permanent disability
With nothing for our children to inherit
Except the irreversibility
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Daily Prompts:
This is an unfortunate reality we are faced with in the age of Trump, where corporate greed trumps the health of our planet.
Yes! He’s taking us on a road to nowhere and no means of return. 😡
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Loved this! We so need to care for our earth before ever considering venturing any further!
Thank you! Yes why the rush when we are making such a mess of things here. 😊
Ha ha. Great minds think alike. 🙂
Here is my poem, which is quite similar, but different.
https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2018/07/27/moongazing-a-multiple-word-prompt-poem/
Thank you for thinking of me! I’m not sure when I can get to this though Kristian. I hope you don’t mind.