Caye Caulker Chronicles
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skinny backpackers
tumble off the water taxi
clutching Lonely Planet guidebooks,
in the café below
Bob Marley’s still jammin’
the locals talk of Paradise spoilt
of Eve, Adam and apples bitten.
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Out on the coral reef
tiny organisms
fret about climate change
and carbonic acid
(I fink the pH is dropping, I really do);
while over in San Pedro
on the Redneck Riviera
soccer moms mingle
with sun-damaged matrons
dedicated to the preservation
of floral print muumuus.
…participating in open link night over at dVerse (thanks Mish), check them out.
Oh the biting sarcasm. I love it, even if what you describe is so awful.
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Oh I just wish the world was different… but I think we are a shrinking minority
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You never know, Bjorn, there are signs that the financial sector is moving away from fossil fuels, so there are glimmers of hope!
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The sarcasm is as though biting into a cherry tart! Powerful write.
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Thank you!
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All one can do is to be a proud poet, and remain the eyes, ears, heart and conscience of the huddled techo-addicted masses; thank the literary gods and all the dead poets who have inspired us.
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Very eloquently put, Glenn!
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Wow, what a feast of a poem… loved it Jim…
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Thanks Rob, much appreciated!
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Oh my. The tea is exceptional in this poem LOL. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, much appreciated!
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this bites like a freshly picked apple!
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Thanks Grace!
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I like your use of climate change from the perspective of perhaps tinier organisms than we are.
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Yep…the small ones disappear first!
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The sarcasm is effective. I love the little scenes you’ve set up.
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Thanks, Mish!
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Sounds like the perfect world! (Or at least the best of all possible), blurble blurble…
Once again I love your use of detailed setting , and the teeny coral voice… hwelp!
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Thanks Lona!
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I am still looking where I fit in, there was a time I did quite love coloured mumus. so love the voice you gave those tiny organisms and corals discussing their fate. after the 2006 tsunami in Acheh the underwater life seems to thrive now
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Ha, thanks Gina, sorry about the muumuu jibe 😋
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😊
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Eloquent and sharply drawn postcards, Jim. We all think about something, but after the world ends, I’m sure another species will sort things out.
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Thanks Steve! Caye Caulker is actually a really nice place!
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I have never had the pleasure but I’m sure it is. As long as it’s a step up from Morrissey’s Every Day is Like Sunday.
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