Saturday, July 07, 2007

the sky was once blue.

Here's my poem for the environment.

It's the only Earth we have.


Rajah Brooke's Birdwing
image by dsnake1



the sky was once blue



if the haze can clear
and the dust has settled
would we still remember
that the sky
was once blue
that clouds roll across
like pieces of cotton wool

that the wind carry
the scent of flowers
from green fields of grass
the birdwings flutter
in iridescent flight
around majestic trees
in golden sunlight

when we once hold
a red starfish in our hands
or hear how wide the sea
in a cowrie shell
as the surf slams on land
the salty spray like diamonds
in our hair.

if the haze can clear
and the dust has settled.

07.07.07
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10 Comments:

Blogger polona said...

beautiful images, but... are they really gonna make them be just memories some day?

09 July, 2007 03:07  
Blogger floots said...

i'm sure i commented already but self-doubt has crept up on me :)
the repetition of those two lines really makes the message hit home
well done

09 July, 2007 20:57  
Blogger Blue Sky said...

Love this, although it makes me feel a bit sad after reading.

It's very rare to see blue skies here. Only if it rains a few days and then followed by a full sun shine day.

One glaring problem here is the beaches -- busy port and all that -- the beach is full of oily muck. Wouldn't want to hold a shell found on the beaches here up to my ear...:/

And the haze..sigh, hope not too much it blows our way this year.

09 July, 2007 21:55  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

I think if one could take the carpet baggers/politicians out of the environment movement the haze might clear, and the dust would surely settle. A superb offering!!

09 July, 2007 22:09  
Blogger Crafty Green Poet said...

I think if the sky turns permanently grey we'd forget the blue much quicker than we would expect....

good poem, I like the almost unexpected red of the starfish.

09 July, 2007 22:49  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

polona,
thanks.
yes, i was trying to paint an apocalyptic world where irreversible damage has been done. what's left then will be memories of what once was.

floots,
:D
2 posts in a day had confused you. :)

Liz,
thanks. it's more of a doomsday poem of the world as a whole, and i agree with your comments about the beaches here. :)

and the haze, we may be getting it a bit earlier this year. in a recent news report, fires are started in Sumatra already. :(

pat,
thanks!
i think it's the goal of big profits that's causing this. and the world's hunger for resources and energy does not help a bit.

hi crafty green poet,
thanks for visiting!
yes, we would have more urgent things on our minds other than blue skies ..:)

10 July, 2007 00:09  
Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

The other day I was telling someone that I saw a clear blue sky in Dharamshala after a very long time.

Delhi sky keeps changing colours. Your poem hit home.

10 July, 2007 22:01  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

gautami,
thank you.
it's very hot over here at this time of the year, and one afternoon, i saw a sky that was clear and blue (almost a single shade of light blue), with no clouds, and i did not have a camera to capture it. :(

11 July, 2007 22:53  
Blogger magiceye said...

makes delightful reading and hope that nature does not fade into drab history

12 July, 2007 19:44  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

magiceye,
yes, let's hope so.

13 July, 2007 23:02  

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