Calving hurts; how else to explain the roar of ice in pain? We stand at the railing, watching it die a little at a time. With each section that falls into the sea, we celebrate: shame. We're the cause of death.
A powerful write that captivates the reader with your outstanding choice of words! I agree with Ed, and Kate also has made a wonderful point, you should submit this one! A profound write! You've expressed it well dear friend! Bravo!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Mahalo my friend Karla---
WOW---Awesome, you are a master of using metaphor to explain and paint the metaphysical.
I sense your deepest feelings in your words.
But then again in the obvious destruction there is renewal
I see it in the flowers in the desert where there hardly exists water but they thrive somehow.
May God give you strength always
and thank you for your giving of yourself.
I join Karen and Mr. Ed to thank you..
Aloha!
Myles ----how does that go ((((Hugs galore?))))
It is not for I that I cry when I look around and see what serious things are going wrong in our planet but when I think of my grand children and great grandchildren to come...I must ask myself..What have we done?
Mayhaps we'll pay more attention when Manhattan is underwater..
Walt
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2007
How true. Especially when we continue with our pollution of the air. Great write. Victor
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on July 23, 2007
I ain't/aren't/am not the damn cause of the ice melting, it is called "cycles of earth's temperature" . . . Been going on forever . . . Somebody needs to take AlGore out behind the barn and paddle his . . .
I kinda feel we're too late.
England brought this up decades ago, all peoples knew it to be true,
but to many main players, said it ain't so.
We kinda felt like a country full of Noahs, but this time there is no ark...
FANTASTIC KARLA!!! Another one you ought to submit... somewhere appropriate and high profile. Yes, in times past, icebergs calving was a "happy" time of over-productive birth, perhaps... Now the earth is producing too many premature babies who will not survive and who will drown us in their Waters. Serve us right. Bravo, write on... You and Ed should form our Environmentalists Association. Love Kate xx
Excellent write, Karla; love the pic! Sad how we are destroying our world; God help us before it is too late! Powerful message that we must all pay attention to; very well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
Interesting write, Karla, and if it keeps falling into the sea by way of Gobal warming, then unfortunately, the statement, "We're the cause of death", might become a reversal.
We are certainly not!!! it is the Mammon high-priests and followers that will extract the las piece of gold to the last piece of Mother Earth alive, like Midas they will die in a world made of gold...and nothing else.
Georg
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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Blessings,
Joyce B.
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God Bless
Michelle~
Be safe,
Karen
WOW---Awesome, you are a master of using metaphor to explain and paint the metaphysical.
I sense your deepest feelings in your words.
But then again in the obvious destruction there is renewal
I see it in the flowers in the desert where there hardly exists water but they thrive somehow.
May God give you strength always
and thank you for your giving of yourself.
I join Karen and Mr. Ed to thank you..
Aloha!
Myles ----how does that go ((((Hugs galore?))))
Fee
This s a novel way of looking at it ...
good write
l&h
john+
Pat
George
Walt
thanks,
Dan
England brought this up decades ago, all peoples knew it to be true,
but to many main players, said it ain't so.
We kinda felt like a country full of Noahs, but this time there is no ark...
Love,
Eileen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
Georg