Migration, other problems -- a Poem for Sunday Muse #128
"Migration" Painting by Eddie Schrieffer
Scientists Worried
Rocket scientists have worried for years
Worry about spontatious migration
Outside and flaunting law of birds and bees
Off course flights weird new species
Two headed monarchs in Tasmania
Seven toed sloths speed through sand dunes of choice
Five legged ponies tripping each other
Those are just a few, scientists keep lists
Astronauts once revered trust them no more
Turned traitors eating raw the new species
What to do what to do scientists cry
Bird watchers and bug enthusiasts know
Look to the children they've named every one
Categories entered Book of Nature
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Carrie Van Horn with The Sunday Muse # 128, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/10/sunday-muse-128.html?m=1
posted by Jim @ 10/04/2020 02:13:00 AM
7 comments
7 Comments:
That's fun, but dark!
This is poem-as-monster-movie. Wow. Not sure I'm as curious what one would see if the visor was raised...but I'll definitely bring the popcorn. :)
Both haunting and clever, I found this captivating. Great writing Jim!
Fun from speeding sloths to tripping ponies!
Oh, I think this poem has moved into the spot of one of my favorites you've written. It is shadow and light brilliantly poised in the atmospheric universe where astronauts roam.
Some strange creatures emerging out of the darkness. It makes me wonder what goes on in some of those labs. Yikes
Interesting take on the prompt.
Loved your poem and found this line chilling .... 'scientists keep lists' ... my mind wandering to other nefarious list keepers.
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