Souvenir megaphonetries holleringfrom the belly of a whaleon an Anytown beachIts environs no longerconducive to the cheer squadIts hurrah reducedto a last plastic gaspGo School
Note: Today is the birthday of John Muir and tomorrow is Earth Day.
NaPoWriMo Day 21! For Magaly’s prompt to the Real Toads: "I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream"
NaPoWriMo Day 21! For Magaly’s prompt to the Real Toads: "I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream"
The phrase "plastic gasp" conjures up thoughts of asphyxiation... fitting.
ReplyDeleteI agree, this is perfect! Especially the phrase 'plastic gasp' is so powerful!
ReplyDeletePlastic and Whales. Never the twain should meet. Sadly they do too often.
ReplyDeleteYou have not pulled your punches here, Marian. I felt this in my gut.
ReplyDeleteOh, my. Marian, this is stunning. Such a powerful visual here.
ReplyDeleteTHIS:
Its hurrah reduced
to a last plastic gasp
Your word choices throughout are fantastic.
Hurrah for this poem with a point!
ReplyDeleteOh my, the tragic demise of a megaphone. So sad it was reduced to litter on a beach.
ReplyDeleteI think it's what follows – the demise of a whale, or whatever ingests it – that is the true tragedy.
DeleteGreat poem! Here in SF, we are quite Prima Donnas about our environment.
ReplyDeleteOh that last plastic gasp. I mourn, as I walk the beach here, to find small bits of plastic all up and down the sand.............horrible horrible horrible.
ReplyDeleteOMG so horrifying to contemplate.
ReplyDeleteIts environs no longer
ReplyDeleteconducive to the cheer squad
Things change for the better in most instances!
Hank
I'm gasping plastic. But good news is that I am marching for science tomorrow. Thanks, Marian. K.
ReplyDeletei fear far more for the fate of non-human creatures than the human ~
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