Global Warning

Global Warning

A Poem by Neville

Global Warning

 

The moon was

Roughly  

Blown off kilter

Like a silver white

Balloon

Torn free from a

Young child’s hand

Still clutching

Like  

Some perfect sphere

Or silver florin

Floating

Slow but high

Across the skies

Elsewhere  

A child

Is now crying huge

Pre-spring tears

Each hauled from a

Dew pit overflowing

© 2020 Neville


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"...Like a silver white
Balloon
Torn free from a
Young child’s hand
Still clutching..."

how can anyone read these specific words without being touched into their child core? tenderly, magically and sad... when You see how the world from before and now has changed, and in the same time, when You see how in this now world, under the same sky and the same moon, a child is smiling here living the innocent dream, while in another place another one is crying as his dream and pureness were torn and stolen.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago

thank you so very much my luverly Friend.. what incredible insight and kindness you bestow upon thos.. read more
lightsong

12 Months Ago

You humble me with Your kindness dear Neville, Thanking You with all the good and beautiful things �.. read more



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Very nice poem about the suffering of children today. I found youe words inteesting.

Posted 2 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Days Ago


.............thank you JungLee, many thanks indeed :)
JungLee

1 Day Ago

You are welcome.
I can't help but worry for the children too! Brother Nev so much growing up so much isolation the after-effects of this past year will be felt for a long time:/ let us hope that we can restore a bit of that innocence and joy as the virus winds down

Posted 4 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

4 Days Ago


Absolutely .. I am with you brother and ta for checking in too & truly ..
A treat to come back to this heart breaking write about the plight of children in the world today. A poem of immense contrast from the breathtaking beauty of that silver florin off kilter in the sky to the suffering of children everywhere. Some of it caused by changing climate, but you know most of it caused by the awfulness of our own species. Thank you for your poetry this morning. Got my day off to a good start you have.

Chris

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

1 Week Ago


I am delighted and of course most grateful for your ongoing support Chris .. Thank you N :)<.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

6 Days Ago

My pleasure Neville :)
lots of strong poetic tooling in this sir ... floating florin ..the clutching after something lost ..and a like child around the other side of the world feels the pain .... "...huge Pre-spring tears" captures me noodle sir ... i am not one to get overly concerned about "weather change" ... i accept that the Earth is having melt offs at the poles ... i am not convinced it is something other than evolution if you will ... breaking down and reforming seems a natural ever going process to me ... cataclysms foretold by many cultures and beliefs.. blaming humanoids for it seems a bit off as our "carbon imprint" is pretty negligible in the scheme of things ..the image you create with the child and silver balloon is so vivid to me .. your poem shrinks the world ... and points me to the responsibilities we have ... as unknowingly we affect and effect each other ... no matter the distance ... strong poetry says i ... really got me thinking this morning Nev.
E.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago


Thanking you Gene... muchly appreciated as bloomin always sir....

N.
Love the imagery here Neville of that silver florin balloon. Such a contrast here of feelings though, from the happiness a balloon can bring to a small child to elsewhere in the world where the dew pit is over flowing. It reminds me of a young migrant child drowned at sea only a couple of dats ago. Children are suffering terribly as a result of conflict, as a result of decisions made by adults. The innocents suffer and that is hard to stomach. Very hard. A touching read.

Chris

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago


Thank you Chris

All Good Things,

Neville
A very prosaic way of us and previous generations saying "Oops, me bad"
This reminds me of a warning from Australian aborigines that I heard on Billy Connollys world tourof Australia. They won't touch anything dug from the earth, oil, gold, gems, forthe simple but profound reason that maybe they are there for a reason and shouldbe left alone.
If only we listened before raping the earth for greed.
I'll think of your words Neville, next time i fill my tank to go to the store. What! The newsagent is on the other side of the pavement as the coffee shop! 😀

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago

Thanks Lorry a much appreciated review and appropriate and memorable comments too

Nev.. read more
Cry huge pre-spring tears. It is wet here in spring so it makes me thing that the water for tears had almost dried up. This really makes me think of a child that has tear filled eyes but they have yet to slide down their face. This poem has many visual impacts throughout it!

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago

thank you kindly PB

Neville
Poetic Beauty

12 Months Ago

You are welcome!
"...Like a silver white
Balloon
Torn free from a
Young child’s hand
Still clutching..."

how can anyone read these specific words without being touched into their child core? tenderly, magically and sad... when You see how the world from before and now has changed, and in the same time, when You see how in this now world, under the same sky and the same moon, a child is smiling here living the innocent dream, while in another place another one is crying as his dream and pureness were torn and stolen.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago

thank you so very much my luverly Friend.. what incredible insight and kindness you bestow upon thos.. read more
lightsong

12 Months Ago

You humble me with Your kindness dear Neville, Thanking You with all the good and beautiful things �.. read more
and if we aren't careful...the warming will preclude the younger generation from being around to watch those balloons fly.
well written warning here, Neville. The last five lines hit the reader especially hard...that
"dew pit overflowing"

j.

Posted 12 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

12 Months Ago


I really cant thank you enough Jacob sir.. I am not surprised that you read me so well, just.. read more

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