boundless plains of ice
baked under a relentless sun
water turns to water until the ice is gone.
glaciers roll over in aqua blue
ever striving for a cobalt heart
and turn the sea a frothy whitened hue
species scramble toward the new normal
and the cosmic drama unfolds
in a landscape bereft of witnesses.
in the war between fire and ice
the sun moves on the arctic
taking no prisoners.
Where you been
All my life ? Haha
I like
KS
i'm glad u like the poems :)
i'm glad u like the poems :)
I Have
been waiting for you all my life. The absent witnesses, could that be homo sapien? A fine write ~allets~
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awww thanks stella!!! yes,
awww thanks stella!!! yes, the witnesses are we humans who happen to live nowhere near the arctic. most people are completely unaware of our effects there. i thought you might like this one, i've noticed we share a lot of common causes.