Briny breeze, smelling strong of blood,
Frizzes the hair, sears those red eyes.
The seabirds vanished, seems for good.
Little darlings, even Earth dies.
Locals immobilized,
The Tourists idolized,
Mammon, man’s pollution,
Fountains of illusion.
Fertilizer runs into rivers, rank.
The land of pirates; living on the plank.
The green in the sea gave new life,
Air to breathe and hope to live by.
Like God, has been squeezed out of mind.
On this ravaged shore I will die.
Author notes
In reference to Harmful Algal Blooms
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Beautiful! It is shameful that humans will mistreat Mother Earth...not just on beaches and shorelines but everywhere...even in wooded areas, streams and rivers in cities and towns, etc. Great message that makes a person think twice about destroying the planet we are "renting" on borrowed time.
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such profound depth here....
Every year, I'm saddended to see our oceans polluted. I remember commenting on a poem of yours a while back called Awaiting Anchor that left me in awe. It was that poem that inspired me to write more sea poetry, which I've written plenty since. Your empathy for our seas is an inspiration to me.Your message here speaks volumes. Bravo!
Don
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Harmful Algal Blooms? Like the ones that showed up in Alaska a few months back I'm guessing? Either way, wonderful poem, as per the usual. I like how you changed structure in almost every stanza, made it a bit more of an eclectic read.
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Related, yes. They're pretty prevalent, here, right now, on the central Atlantic coast of Florida. Caused by sewage spills and fertilizer running into the estuaries and into the sea. I thank you very much for your comment!
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