Gone are the days when clouds were either bright or dark. Bright meant good weather, dark meant inclement weather. Now they’re piss yellow, soot black, flame orange, and shades of steel blue sorrow. But these clouds are clearly foreign, such an exotic clutter, against the blue cloth of the sky. They signify disaster.
These bizarre colored clouds are rising much more often over western North America, as thousands upon thousands of forested acres are consumed by fire — at an alarming increase every year. More and more homes and human lives, are now impacted.
This devastating aberration of nature’s necessary, constructive wildfires, is the result of careless, human-driven global climate change — as are ever increasing unnatural disasters around planet earth. We humans are certainly doing our ignorant, irrespondible best to accelerate the current Holocene extinction — and make certain our species is included. Look it up!
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: dVerse
Wow you knocked this one out of the park Rob. The clouds from the smoke has reached all the way to us here in Charlotte, NC. So sad to see the devastation summer after summer.
It is almost beyond comprehension Dwight!
Such ominous reality hovers around us daily. I look for small bits of relief here and there where I can forget.
One day at a time Lisa, it’s the best we can do
Excellent, meaningful take!
Thank you Reena… 🙂
The descriptions of the colours are so evocative – especially the piss yellow and soot black. We’ve been seeing news of the northern hemisphere fire season down here, and dreading the start of our own next one.
Hang in there.
Thank you Kate. Good luck with your fire season. That seems so horrific to say — fire season.
Unfortunately all so true, Rob. Thank you for this reminder. I know we’ve had the smoke from the west all the way here in NJ. It’s tragic.
I thought of Joni Mitchell, too–of course with this prompt. ????
But I like this more sober version of her song Merril.
Sad, but true.
Yes Ken…
Well said! I hate to think about what’s in store for future generations if we can’t get our path turned around.
Thank younTricia, and yes.
I feel that we will be extinct… or if I speak from the perspective of the earth… I hope so.
Sad realization Bjorn, and I feel the same way — unfortunately.
Even the clouds have morphed through the ages into modern day showings
Nice prose
Have a good week.
Much love…
Thank you Gillena! 🙂
I enjoyed this very much. Yes, the changes are scary Rob. I hope you are safe where you are.
Thank you Christine! Yes, safe… 🙂