living in a toothpaste lid
on a beach in Cuba
hermit crabs make-do for shelter
twice daily tidal deliveries
dross from our discard dump
dropped in the ocean
choose octopus or blenny in a jar
rope necklace for dolpin and seal
fishing lines impaled in whales
polythene jellyfish for a turtle feast
– death by polymers
no Perelandra these floating isles
the Great Pacific Garbage Patch
twice the size of Texas – a gush
of petrochemical bottles and bags
and left-offs from trifling amusements
caught in a gyre, umpteen fireworks
cigarette stubs and balloons
soiling green is people
jungles of filth and imbecility
dear God watch how the world ends
not by fire, not by water
plastic next time
1, Perelandra – C.S Lewis’s ‘Voyage to Venus’
2. with reference to Soylent Green – 1970’s dystopian sci-fi
These words from pictures of ‘ the worlds oceans as rubbish dumps‘ – look on our works and despair.
As deterrent, our supermarkets will charge for plastic bags next month. When can we choose not to buy anything wrapped, contained in, or made from, plastic.For the Midweek Motif: Choice
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The way plastic can kill.. I just wish we could stop the dumping.
and we should just stop making
Ouch! So well done! From: “hermit crabs make-do for shelter” right through “plastic next time.” gosh. Sharing.
thank you Susan – the words were inspired by commentary in gallery of images (see below) but the energy my own despair at it all
You bring the picture of that ghastly garbage dump in the ocean vividly to my mind’s eye. Especially horrible, the thought of whales entwined in the fishing lines. Plastic, once thought such a boon, has had a terrible impact on the planet. Thanks for your powerful poem, which brings the message home.
Since plastic is not bio-degradable how did we even consider it a boon – did no one think of the disposal problem? Ah Sherry if only I could see blue skies ahead!
Saw the movie. But don’t remember to much of it now. Howeverbthe message remains
Nice poem. Humanity has to get its act together to preserve planet earth
Much love…
Set on a polluted, overcrowded earth (sounds familiar?) in 2020, where real food was scare and most ate food rationed wafers – red, yellow & green. The latter supposed to be soy & plankton but books showed the oceans had been dead for years – yes ‘Soylent Green is people’ (was the hero’s dying revelation).
So well done.
❤
We humans are so feckless.
and so fecund with it
Yes, that is especially dispiriting of us. Plastic is such a nasty substance too. We’ve been fooled into thinking it keeps things fresh, when it leaches toxins, and breeds molds. Kenya’s byways used to be littered with plastic bags hanging shredded in the thorn trees. Doubtless still are…On the other hand, little boys made very nice footballs out of scrumpled plastic bags stuffed into a string net. They did the job and were silent too.
maybe all plastic should be made into footballs to kick off the planet – not to mention that plastics absorbed from packaging are endocrine disrupters
That’s a great image – a sort of reverse meteor shower.
Points well made.I do fear as well the world may end up this way. Your poem is chilling, excellent in message!
can we do anything else but watch I wonder? Loved the prompt by the way
Such a powerful write!!
thank you!
Oh gosh, we would rather look away, wouldn’t we? ‘Twice the size of Texas’ was what hit me most in this poem, because I can picture that – with horror.
me too Rosemary – plastic lands in the middle of the oceans – YUK
not with a bang, but with a whimper – of denialism, it’s not my fault. I’m seeing such monumentally foolish comments around the VW scandal.
There are the first few shops (in Germany?) where you can buy food with BYO packaging.
We do have a dedicated and skilled team who cut trapped whales free.
I’ve seen videos, but I can’t get my head around being ABLE to cut a whale free.
hard to hold a whale down Diana so some brave, dedicated people out there.
I want to buy goods loose or bottle in glass – my grandmother bought dry goods by the lb and it was packed in paper to carry home
Your writing is gorgeous–but such a sad commentary! I heard that the average American throws away 5 lbs of garbage a day–
thanks for your kind words Audrey
– that’s an awful lot of waste – am sure we can do better than that.Let’s keep trying at least
a powerful message in the poem…the way we’re going no wonder the demon- plastic gets the upper hand…sigh…”dear God watch how the world ends / not by fire, not by water / plastic next time”…chilling…
demon plastic a good description Sumana
The choice to recycle is an important ones. The more we re-use the less we use to kill other species.
so true!
Very powerful, and a great challenge for us all! For years, I couldn’t understand why some plastics were recyclable while others were not, and had to be thrown in the garbage. Thankfully, our new recycling company here in my community will take all plastics, as well as many other types of packaging. Thanks for the challenge to do a better job of taking care of the planet.
Plastic recycling is a murky baffling affair http://www.bpf.co.uk/sustainability/plastics_recycling.aspx
heard on the radio this morning that there is so much plastic in the ocean from bags to particles that have broken down & even plankton are consuming it. How’s that for our food chain now?
Humans are the worst of creatures to inhabit the earth. If only we had voice to bring on change…Oh we do…but we don’t.
Our voice is carried away on the winds of democracy😉
Indeed it will be plastic that kills us and the life around us…love the playing on words with the title and Soylent Green…very clever.
could not resist the reference Donna – feels like SG all coming true!