Once it swayed
with serpent tongue
in search
of moths, the giant sloth,
with nothing more to offer
than to slowly be
a lunchtime snack
for yet an aging smilodon,
weak with cavities. And
maybe we, humanity,
are (like them) just
scavenging remains,
when picking bones
we’re waiting for another
megafauna that will
populate the earth
as we extinct ourselves.
Gillena inspires us with the word megafauna at toads, and I thought about how every megafauna has become extinct… we humanity the current one might be the first one making ourselves extinct (unless a meteor comes soon). I will also link this to Poetry United tomorrow morning.
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August 27, 2016

Yes, we’re so brilliant we are creating our own extinction, surely the first species to do that!
Love that you answered the prompt with such a fascinating creature of the past! And you’ve also reminded us of the circle of time, and our impermanence. Thanks for giving the giant sloth the spotlight, if only for a moment.
luv your backtrack and those provocative thoughts of humanity and its extinction
Thanks for your response
much love…
I like this, Bjorn. Being overzealous with applications of our genius likenesses can get us into trouble, big time.
This one couldn’t get much better,
“the giant sloth,
with nothing more to offer
than to slowly be
a lunchtime snack
for yet an aging smilodon,
weak with cavities”
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Oops, wrong link, should be this one for poetry stuff.
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That much is for sure.. we’ll wipe ourselves out and in doing so save what’s left of the earth.
the closing line hits hard…
Ah, the megafauna extinctions occur around the world whenever humans turn up, Sigh!
Great use of internal rhyme and rhythm here, Bjorn, that creates a sardonic tone.
Brilliant! Especially the closing line is so deep!
I’m putting my money on the rats to win by a whisker over the rabbits.
More than a whisker 😉
Now I will see rats turn megafauna … more than 100 pounds, which is not a pleasant thought… if you spiders I will not sleep.
I hadn’t heard the word before reading – so thank you (and Gillena too)… I think your words and image hint that we could well be the only species that makes ourselves extinct – perhaps for the Earth that is a good thing.. give it a few millennia to recover from the damage we’ve waged on her..
yes ! i fear not death nor extinction but let it be the Universe that dictates and not the hand of ‘man’ !
wonderfully penned, mi amigo !
Great cyclical nature to this, not just effective but a comment on life and the predatory destructive element.
The slot is a great example to kick it off with, as even now the sloth is endangered, and all the sloth ever did was eat and sleep.
I really loved this one 😀
I see our place in the scheme of nature has real drama in it!
Well, I really do feel like a dinosaur in today’s high tech world. The photo is a great reminder/warning that goes well with your words.
Fascinating observation of the rise and fall of megafauna through the passage of time. I agree, it’s hubris to assume we humans will not follow the same cycles.
Eat and/or be eaten.. the law of life we cannot escape in the guise of civilization.
Sad but rings true, our own extinction with all this genetic changing of species.
My favorite detail here, Bjorn, is the cavities. Adds such a unique part to this poem. Very nice.
I lost my internet connection just as I was commenting so I don’t think it went through–I think there is much wisdom here–and much reality–sad though
This poem touches me deeply. Your poetry often does, and I think that the fact that I read The Sixth Extinction a couple of weeks ago contributes to the feelings. We are erasing ourselves… by the time those invaders get here, our bones will probably be bleached.
You take your readers down a sobering – though, not altogether, inconceivable – trail of thought. An impactful piece.
Strong closing lines.
we’re waiting for another megafauna that will
populate the earth as we extinct ourselves.
That eerie feel that mankind is just as vulnerable on the road to extinction if not careful!
Hank
Love the photo and your words ring true, sadly,
Elizabeth
well, we’ve been warned but will we heed. Somehow, man’s hubris makes me think no.
Well, we may be the first Mega-fauna, to wipe itself out, which isn’t something to cheer about, but least this way, the planet has a chance to renew itself, with a smart dominate species that will learn from our mistakes,
Fantastic sculpture. I enjoyed your poem and love the closing few lines
Perhaps top predators always feel the coming of their doom.
Well written. All is doomed except the life that has lived 🙂
Maybe … meanwhile, an interesting future projection.
i do enjoy your poetry 🙂
Wonderful integration of the word into the work. A strong point made here, Bjorn…There is no free lunch!
A very thought provoking poem. Loved reading it.
Profound & sadly true….
Ah, quite a disturbing outlook…but perhaps a realistic one.
Hmm, real interesting