They said that glaciers wouldn’t melt,
that science was conspiracy,
a hoax to take our jobs;
and we believed,
believed and dug ever deeper,
deeper just to feed
their furnace on the hill.
But my lungs turned black,
I lost my job to sickness
I lost my house
and worst of all my truck;
and then skies turned wild with rain
the winds brought torrents
and when it ceased for droughts
the ice was gone to feed the oceans,
and now our only comfort
is the schadenfreude, knowing
Mar-a-lago has been lost to waves
while we survive on higher grounds.
The quarry looked just like a glacier which made me thinking of climate change, couldn’t avoid a little sarcasm in the end. I hope it qualifies as a narrative even if it’s written in the form of a poem.
The members of Friday Fictioneer cult gather every Wednesday around the same picture under the leadership of our high priestess Rochelle to chant hundred words of fiction to the same image. It’s a lot like Hotel California, you can check in any time you want, but you can never leave
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January 2, 2018
“and worst of all my truck” … LOL, right?! A man’s truck is EVERYTHING!
“and then skies turned wild with rain” … my favorite line
I hear you on all the rest, but I’m not one to focus on imminent death. Remember Titanic? The movie, I mean. The musicians. They knew they were going down, but so what? They just kept on playing while everyone else was freaking out. That’ll always be how I go on, as long as I have a breath left in my body.
Still, what an excellent poem. The title makes me think of coffee grounds with drugs mixed into them. 😛
I love your feedback… you find all those little things… maybe I would prefer to be the captain of the Titanic and steer clear of the iceberg
Maybe you would.
It’s interesting that Marjorie intended it to be used as a winter home for Presidents, and now it’s is in Donald Trump’s hands.
Powerful and bitter.
Terrific.
Sometimes schadenfreude is the only joy we can get.
You can bet if Mar-a-Lago is under threat he’ll start taking climate change seriously…
I think it is… he just don’t understands it
Great writing, Bjorn.
Thank you
Really brilliant, loved this, so well put together without a duff word!
Thank you
I think if Mar-a-lago would be buried by waves it would be a fitting reward for all of the climate-change-deniers who frequent that place. Hopefully the chief denier would be in residence at the time. I am saddened by the melting of so many glaciers. I am glad I visited Glacier National Park some years ago when I could still WALK on one!
I am still hopeful… but we just have to do it by ourselves without the politicians… and it’s worth it even if it saves Mar-a-lago
Good riddance to Mar-a-lago and all its inhabitants.
Especially the inabitants
It’s definitely true that there are a lot of people that dig in when their beliefs are challenged. I bet they were in denial up till they had to move up into the mountains. I love your sense of humor btw. I couldn’t help but laugh when I read that bit about the truck.
Great read man 🙂
It’s painful to change your view… especially if someone is screaming that it’s not true.
Definitely true haha. I believe the best way to discuss change in someone else is a calm conversation. Once emotions get involved it gets messy
Let’s hope you don’t turn out to be prescient Bjorn. Have an amazing new year.
I hope so too.
It is actually very poignantly real!👌👌👌
Alas it is
the way things are something like it is surely to happen
Bound to happen I fear.
And it’s happening right now… nice one!
The sea is already lapping the foundation of Mar-a-lago
I loved your little dig at the end there. It’s a small consolation though for the foolishness of a generation, encouraged by some powerful people who should know better.
There is a comfort in not changing.
Dear Björn,
“…worst of all, my truck…” Just like a man. Seriously powerful piece even with tongue in cheek.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Tongue in cheek can be more powerful than being dead serious.
Love it! Adding in the truck was just perfect. 🙂
Thank you… it made sense to me.
Never have liked the orange balloon.
The tangerine terror is terrible.
the man in orange thinks a concrete wall can save mar-a-lago. in his dreams, i suppose.
I think he’s basically clueless….
My favourite so far this week. Let’s hope 2019 sees the end of the orange fool.
I have started to call him the tangerine terror…
A sign of our times… where is the world going?
I think it just continues toward the abyss… there are just those who think it’s better to press the accelerator than to brake
Climate change is for real. A dooms day well painted.
Of course it is, and we will have to live with the consequences… but maybe we can stop an ultimate disaster.
I would be lying if I say that I got the Mar-a-Lago reference at the first time I read the poem, I had to google it to understand the dig hidden in the last two lines. Very clever, I loved it.
It’s been in the news so much so I thought it was well known… but a little googling always helps.
Googling always helps 🙂
I had never heard of Mar a Lago. It was a good twist to the poem
And now you know it… interesting story also how he snapped it up for himself.
A telling story and a poignantly current one to say the least. Love that last line – so smart
Schadenfreude helps… but I’m sure the orange balloon has occupied the highest peaks for himself.
Haha! I’m sure you’re right
YAY!! Let it sink and rot, with it’s master at the wheel. Nicely done.
Alas there will be many sinking together with him
I love every word, beautifully told, humorous, sad and true. Climate change is happening, and even if we stopped right now, things can never go back to the way we were used to ever. I don’t think many people realize that.
Grim prospects at best.. Very well crafted.
So true that it’s hurting. But do we still care?
I just finished a book about the dust storms of the 30’s. It’s so sad that with this knowledge there are still people who do not believe than man effects the climate.
I love how you told this with humor.
I think it is a true and real fear Bjorn. Well told. Scary stuff. Good use of humor too