Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

I fear it’s begun, the final stage,
heralded by a rain bomb.
As towns transform to reeking rubble,
and people weep in the streets,
I dream I admit defeat, accept the end,
and it’s worse than I ever imagined.
After years of no relief from catastrophe,
plague or looming war, the chance
that peace will ever return seems…

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NASA picture of planet Earth
Photo by NASA on Unsplash

The collapse is hard to remember sometimes,
When the birds are tuneful and the sky is blue,
When the breeze is cool and the lizards are sleeping,
When the waves are clear and the plastic pieces
Are invisible in the sand.

In these blissful moments, I don’t want to recall
Fires…

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Emma Briggs

Australian writer, environmental activist, hang-gliding assistant & former sailor, journalist & clown. Poetry collection available now. www.emmabriggs.net