‘O Regal Ones
Prithee, don’t leave!
Since Two thousand sixteen,
One hundred seventy-eight
Perished
Majesties,
Forcibly disgorged,
Thirteen Atlantic states.
Samaria brutes
Inflicting agony
Mercilessly murdering
Peaceful Gigantics,
Royal Majesties!
Days old
North Atlantic Right,
An eye blink,
Gaunt “Sea of Darkness”
Big Oil’s
Ear-splitting cannons,
Horror-struck
Doomed whales!
Twenty twenty-two,
Carbon ignition
Fossil fuel, wood pellet, palm oil
Record burning,
Oceans stockpiling HEAT!
Her Royal Highness,
Youthful
Innocent
Playful
Curious
Hungry
Entangled,
Rodanthe, North Carolina.
Seeing as how it is January of a new year (2023), the winter sports are winding down, and the summer sports are just getting started with training camp. With a substantial percentage of the population remaining indoors, this becomes award season. I won’t bother naming them. The award season is where some very rich, lucky, or related to the right people, get together and congratulate each other. The rich and famous don lavish attire, the ladies in designer dresses (sometimes revealing) and sporting jewelry that it would take the average Jane or Joe decades of their salaries to buy. I’m not opposed to the filthy-rich recognizing good work; however, all artistic work is recognized in context. We’ll get to that in a moment.
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‘O Enigmatic One,
Podless
Isolated
Fevered
Agonised
Lifeless,
Palm Coast, Florida.
Intelligent, self-aware
Playful, empathetic
Curious, sad
Sophisticated speakers,
Joyous, compassionate
Loving grievers,
Breathtaking radar
Echolocationers,
Incomparable climate solvers,
Delightful coexisters,
The dolphins!
Horrible heatwave
Ten to twenty
Celsius
Beyond record-keepers,
Animals, trees
Dazed!
Dearest brothers, sisters
Crab-eating macaques
(SE Asian monkeys),
Matriarchal society,
Tool-makers,
Sacred mammals!
