Higher grounds

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



January 2, 2018

58 responses to “Higher grounds

  1. “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. 😛

  2. 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!

  3. 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 🙂

  4. 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.

  5. 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.

  6. 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.

  7. 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.

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