Nature Sonnet

Who speaks in iambs cadence anymore?
For when, in-person do us humans meet?
Feathers – a heat shield made avians soar
Nature gave toolers, vox boxes that greet;

Or our new tools be boon or do us in –
Will nature select happy accidents,
Or wash away collective memories?
In crowds are we just alien bedouins?

for when do we generate empathy
If never touched by another being
If we scatter and go separately
Who will go exploring, seeking, dreaming?

Can we prove nature did not misselect?
She truly chose wisely – we are her elect.

Notes: Day 23 of NaPoWriMo 2016.  Prompt was to write a sonnet.  More than the form, “sonnets usually pose a question of a sort, explore the ideas raised by the question, and then come to a conclusion.”  Continuing the Earth day theme from yesterday, this is about nature, evolution, humans, social media.  I kept the lines to (I think) roughly 10 syllables, don’t know if I got the iambic pentameter part right, though.  I followed Shakespearean abab-cdcd-efef-gg rhyme pattern, considering today is his 400 death anniversary.  Sonnets are rough, that’s all I got to say.


Warm Waters

Great barrier reef coral, bleached white, in warm waters
Plaster of paris gods, submerged at night, in warm waters.

North pole shifting, from Hudson Bay to British Isles
Sea level rise, causing drift in axis so slight, in warm waters.

Monsoon season lingers longer on the tea terraces,
Will my tea be beneficent, as afternoon delight, in warm waters?

Early heat waves put vulnerable millions at risk, each year
Future forward without gaining foresight, in warm waters?

Console people fleeing shifts in seasons, sinking land?  By
building walls and asking them to sit tight in warm waters?

Two locavores dining vegan, soft din of conversation, clinking
of silverware and quietude of moonlight, in warm waters.

Isis floods the river Nile, sheds tears for her beloved, and
resurrects dead Osiris, disguised as diving kite, in warm waters.


Notes: Day 22 of NaPoWriMo 2016.  Earth Day.  The prompt was to write a poem in honor of Earth Day.  I ended up writing a ghazal , similar to last year.  This time, though, instead of primarily Portland inspired lines, I used headlines (listed below) to write the couplets.

Great Barrier Reef coral bleaching

Plaster of Paris or Clay

North Pole Drifting towards British Isles

Climate change and agriculture

Brutal Head wave in India

The climate-change refugee crisis