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!
Atlantic blue crush
Unequalled Amazon Reef
Hard red algae
Supreme low-light
Oxygen-makers!
From the moment it was announced that Jeff Saturday would serve as the interim coach of the Colts, everyone – and I mean EVERYONE – in the media has been on his case. “It’s a travesty.” “It makes a mockery of the coaching profession.” “It disrespects all the guys that have worked for decades to rise above and be considered for a head coaching job.” Popycock. What a bunch of whiners and complainers and sore losers. I have two simple questions for you:
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Doom’d humpback,
Mighty Moon
Lone traveller
British Columbia to Maui,
Pure grit!
Stuff brimming,
Wretch’d hurrying vessel
Smash’d her spine,
Five thousand
Agonising kilometres,
Three months
All strength!
Ripping up Mother
Gold extracting,
Canadian Belo Sun Mining,
Largest open-pit goldfield
Heart of rainforest,
‘O Amazon!
Mysterious friends
Flightless seabirds
Leaping swimmers
Sardine squid krill fishers
Cold experts
Twenty sun orbits,
Full lives.
Glorious Victorian Alps
‘O Mount Stirling,
Thank thee
Snow gums,
Ageless secrets
Revealed,
Numen!
Currawong calls
Cockatoo gangs
Elegant flaming robins
(My BFFs!),
Spring snow gum flushing
Regal red ribbons
Burly broad-leafed ascenders,
The High Country keepers!
Mortimer J. Buckley,
Vanguard Group CEO,
Wants MORE,
$7 trillion
Ain’t enough,
Obscene evilness!
Feisty Mother minders
Bob Brown Foundation,
“We’re here to protect
The forests,
Not our furniture.”
Breathtaking thirty-four metres
Mesmerising one hundred-ninety
Gloried tonnes!
Regal baleen whales,
Largest-ever living
Acoustic map reading
Venerable beaming kinsfolk,
Hat tip powerhouse krill,
Blue whale stokers!
Each day
Mother marauders
Extinction investors
Wall Street bankers
Cash in animals
Rainforests corals,
$1 billion ILLEGAL
Mother Earth
Blood-dollars!
Timber Cartels
Mayan jungles
Marauding
Endangered granadillo,
Terrorising
Bankrupting
Destituting
Animal Kingdom.
O’ mysteriousness
Complexities
Sophisticated dialects
Cosmopolitans
Preceptive Ones,
Don’t die!
Fourteen sperms
Brainy Ones
King Island
Tasmania,
Lifelessly strewn
Necropsies awaiting,
Horrific.