Oil Spill

OIL SPILL

Says car radio
“Oil spill on the Yellowstone”
Why I’m feeling ill
And great cities smoke away
Fat merchants blink at breakfast

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Poet Destroyer A

December 2, 2011 at 10:23 PM

Daver, very sad this is the world we live in... and no cleaning ... enjoyed,..p.d.

James Foulk

July 10, 2011 at 8:53 PM

glad you wrote this. it is all about money. who ever has the buck wins. it is not right, but unless someone or a lot of someones stands up and says enough it enough. a great piece you wrote.

July 8, 2011 at 4:51 PM

Powerful and creative way to make your point. Gives the reader something to ponder about. Karen

Michelle Mac Donald

July 8, 2011 at 7:55 AM

Oh Daver, what an infuriatingly vexing situation!!! When the ferocious buck$ meets the almighty dollar $$. Who really wins these rat races? We all know what and who will be the losers. Birds and turtles washed to shore in thick molasses sludge....they are part of they who won't win?:( The dumb and dead will never complain. Nicely done, Daver, and as you might have observed, it can be a mind probe! Best wishes, Love, Mikki

Doris Culverhouse

July 7, 2011 at 4:36 PM

Enjoyed sad state we are in.....

Sara Kendrick

July 7, 2011 at 8:52 AM

Enjoyed reading your work..Is this something that has happened lately? I don't listen to the news daily anymore..Sara

Daver Austin

July 7, 2011 at 1:31 PM

Just came over the news yesterday daver

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

July 7, 2011 at 8:13 AM

What a sad and harsh reality you bring in this tanka, Dave... very good write...hugs your way

Judy Ball

July 7, 2011 at 3:56 AM

AMEN AND AMEN AND AMEN I hear you talking brother and I couldn't have said it better. First they kill the Gulf of Mexico and now it's the rivers. They're going to kill us all. Did you notice you can't find oysters for sale anymore. The oyster beds are GONE! God Bless, JB

Andrea Dietrich

July 6, 2011 at 10:30 PM

That last line says it all, DAver. Good one, my friend.

Dr.Ram Mehta

July 6, 2011 at 2:50 PM

very realistic picture you have painted so well, daver

Carolyn Devonshire

July 6, 2011 at 1:51 PM

How devastating, Daver. I hadn't heard about this oil spill. Can understand why it makes you feel sick though. And then there are the "fat merchangs"blinking. Great use of sarcasm tocreat an effect! I'm visiting my sister in Key Biscayne this week. It's raining. Hope you had a great Fourth! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

July 6, 2011 at 12:31 PM

and at profits.. Daver.. such greediness in this business .. and our beautiful landmarks suffer.. thankxx for sharing your dynamic thoughts in these wonderful words my friend...luv..

James Peranteau

July 6, 2011 at 12:12 PM

What O what will the post cards look like now dear poet ! Awesome terse write sir ! A sad write, yet appealing Dave. Have a wonderful week my friend ! Much love, james