Looking Back At Earth
In my dreamy dream I am floating, defying gravity,
like a buoyant cloud I drift up and around the moon;
I sail and hover, suspended, just hanging,
and then, I am wandering the surface of the moon;
looking back at Earth, I shed a tear.
Earth trembles and I can see it changing,
I reach out and can hold it in my hands;
and realize my hands and body have a moon glow,
oh Earth, you are a precious treasure found;
looking back at Earth, I am full of fear.
This exquisite ball in my hands is so fragile,
and it is being destroyed, it is falling to ruin;
the devastation is catastrophic, brutal and vicious,
war, famine, storms, death of humanity, creatures;
looking back at Earth, I am so scared.
Flooding somewhere, parched and thirsty somewhere else,
uncontrollable fires, quakes and land slides, pollution;
the fish are dying, birds dead, extinction everywhere,
deadly virus diseases are spreading around the world;
looking back at Earth, I am weeping, weeping.
And although I rather like the moon glow, Earth is home,
so, I must return and try to save it from destruction;
I will join the battle against the end of our Earth,
oh, the icebergs are melting and we cannot stop them;
looking back at Earth, I shed a tear.
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February 26, 2020
Poetry/Verse/Looking Back at Earth
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1230-572-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, Picture Prompt
sponsor, Brenda Chiri
Third Place
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