This Bitter Pill
That the cure is our demise
lies between hope and fear,
dear though we hold our home.
Are we the plague,
the ague that chills all hope,
the dope that drains all life?
To achieve tranquility,
must we become dust?
Must we be gone?
This second quadrille for the prompt from Lillian at dVerse … the most beautiful words are … (to write a quadrille [a 44-word poem that does not require meter or rhyme] using tranquility) – came to me after Merril’s comment on Till There Is Nothing – “I hope Earth will live as the Blue Planet, even if we make it uninhabitable for ourselves.”
Image source: Wikimedia Commons (Earth seen from Apollo 17)
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Tough questions to consider. I feel a great sense of despair in your words.
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Thank you, Ali. Plastic in the oceans, forests burning, and so much more.
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It is painful to stay awake to it all.
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An ouch for sure as we come to the realization that we are the problem and not so much the solution.
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Indeed.
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Frightening questions you ask here….
Glad you linked up….you must have gotten my message about the first error on Mr. Linky?
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Thank you, Lillian,When I linked this one I forget to add a number to my name, and I saw that it overwrote the first link. So I re-linked the first one with (1) added to my name.
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In a word – YES.
We humans being so numerous and so confrontational will in time wipe ourselves out. I suspect Mother Earth is tapping her fingers impatiently, waiting, waiting, …
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…for a pot ready to boil over.
Thanks, Jazz.
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We might still have a choice… but time is getting short.
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Indeed, it is.
Thank you, Björn.
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I like the side rhymes (forgot if this is the right term) and you ask tough questions, Ken. I hear you.
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Thank you, Lisa. I was trying to mix things up, and I’m pleased with the results.
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You are welcome, Ken.
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Wow!
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Thanks!
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Are we … we are possibly the help or the plague, but as Mr Smith says in the Matrix, perhaps we have become a virus/plague because we will not help. In Kyoto in 1997 the target was to manage six greenhouse gases to drop emissions enough to avoid a two degree rise in temp, we have missed that.
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That’s a good observation, re: plague/not helping. Pretend it’s not there, and it will go away.
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Thanks Ken – provocative poem
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That does seem to be the direction we are heading…(K)
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Sigh.
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Between hope and fear–but getting closer to fear, I think. I’m not sure if I’m happy to have inspired this with my remark or not. [Insert woeful emoticon here.] “Mother Earth” might feel more tranquil with us gone.
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Sadly true, about our absence.
Thank you, Merril.
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Yes. Though it is a chilling thought.
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Unfortunately.
Thank you.
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