Tag: Planet

Red Tide

There is danger down below

In the Gulf of Mexico

Southwest Florida’s coast

Today looks like its toast

There’s a commotion

In the ocean

The algae bloom

Is causing doom

Toxins are in the air

And can easily scare

The Red Tide

Cannot be denied

The event is not novel

But it’s certainly awful

Karenia Brevis as it is called

Has left us appalled

Causing humans to cough

A sign to keep off

Dead mammals and fish galore

Line up on our shore

The smell is nauseating

The result devastating

This is nothing new

Just another preview

Of nature doing its thing

Another gift she did bring

Although not manmade

It can still pervade

The planet is crying

Letting us know it’s dying

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Although it doesn’t always make the national news, Red Tide, doesn’t happen too often, but is very real to us in SW Florida. The loss of our sea life is so sad to witness.  Beautiful Manatees, Dolphins, Loggerheads and all kinds of fish washed up on the shore is heartbreaking. Tourism is also a large part of our economy and it can have devastating effects on businesses and visitors alike.  As if hurricanes weren’t enough!  If you would like to know more about Red Tide check out these links below:

https://mote.org/news/florida-red-tide

http://www.mysuncoast.com/news/everything-you-need-to-know-about-red-tide-on-the/article_2e5a7aea-9669-11e8-a7c5-83dc11d9340f.html

Todays prompts:

Commotion

Ocean

Novel

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Thirst

Musical sound of rain
Against a corrugated roof
A wordless opera
Of drama and fraught
With worry of how to cope
What nature had brought

The planet’s frown
Sucking rain into its cracks
Giving breath to the roots
Of trees shriveling
Into dust on blistered ground
Parched and crippling

The deluge continues
Day after endless day
The energetic monsoon
Providing the needed fuel
Protecting earth’s mortality
In its season of renewal

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

Words Prompts:  They were definitely not easy today but I think I managed it!

Cope

Blister, Frown, Opera

Monsoon

Energetic

Renewal

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Moon and the Sun

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:

Moon

Possibility

Placate

Arrangement

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The Plastic Sea

The Plastic Sea

Seabirds trussed like turkeys
On Thanksgiving Day
Dolphins’ dorsal fins cut with fishing line
Is just another way for us to betray

Sea creatures swallowing grocery bags
Thinking they are jellyfish
Turtles strangled in synthetics
Surely you couldn’t wish this

Our commitment to save the planet
Includes the oceans too
Choking their inhabitants
Is really askew

We are filling our seas
With torturing plastic
Shame is what we must own
Act now, this situation is drastic

Christine Bolton

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