PENINSULA

 

No earth here

Peninsula of sand

Swampy

Awash in water

Mutable

Change from one

To one hundred in seconds

Over-abundance of fire

Flat and florid

Baking, broiling, lasering the land

Dangerous air tornadoing

Thunder and lightning deluging

Interfering with civilization’s

Grids and grand plans

For living on a land devoid

Of vibrations

Stone, rock

Thrumming to hearts

That need the gentle jolt

Rich soil imported,

Bagged for the DIY stores

But only coquina

Limestone and long-dead

Fossilized remains

Of shelled food for fish and fowl

For humans too

Only coquina

Is underfoot

But that’s not natural earth

And so imbalance reigns

In the state of torrential rains

Where’s the grounding of  Earth…?

 

© 2017 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Can that tropical storm get any closer to me?

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4 comments

  1. Man is an invasive, greedy,ever- hungry, predator. Much the same can be said of any place. Man’s passage means destruction, we can see this now if we want to see. Time for the wise to look “up and away” in orDer to remain sane.

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