Across my soulscape
Bitter north wind blows
Freezing me
With dread.
Frozen crystal tears
Fall around me
Muffling my footsteps.
As I stumble
Over hidden cracks
No one notices.
Trying to understand
This judgment need
Condemning those
Who are different.
Wondering
When did my blindness
Grow so pronounced.
In missing
This climate change
Before me.
Seeing it
For first time
Without blinkers on.
How distorted
Everything is.
Knowing
Only matter of time
Before it lands
On my doorstep.
Given the shift
Of the political reality
The worlds I live in.
Therisa © 2019
Author's note: Written for Poets United midweek motif: climate change.
I know, many of the comments below, approach this poem, as being about climate change (physical impact of humanity's destructive nature on the world at large). It is about climate change, but a different definition, as I apply it to the social and political world, surrounding the transcommunity. Will admit that I'm so tired of having to explain everything to cisgender world.
10 comments:
I loved this poem! The first stanza so wonderful, soulscape, crystal tears, stumble, understand, wondering, missing, seeing...would make a wonderful list poem, too. The words you have chosen are perfect!
It is scary when we see climate change on our doorstep. For years, we thought it was a comfortable 20 years away. It is here now, in extreme weather events, forest fires, floods......and I fear for the children of today and the threats they face in a mere ten years. Well said, Therisa.
Great poem expressing how it slowly dawns on us what is happening and it will look us straight in the face as it arrives on our doorstep.
You are right to extend the idea of climate change into the social and political realms. This poem is full of powerful images: A "soulscape" is my favorite, that it can be "freezing with dread" and contain "frozen crystal tears." More moments that resonate: "hidden cracks" and everything taking off the blinders implies. I like the final tercet as well, thinking of "worlds" rather than one world.
This is so beautifully done! The sadness is so palpable here. The astonishment in facing the problem all on a sudden gives a jerk. A deeply honest expression. And as everyone has already said is your selection of perfect words to present the theme. Beautiful.
Your images are powerful and sincere. The slowly dawning reality of change. The soulscape. Very clevely expressed.
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It is here, on our doorstep!
Isn't it just interesting that we wonder around blind and deaf to signs and footsteps of climate change, and yet like air is everywhere. Brilliant poem, Therisa.
Being well aware of your situation I certainly read this as a parody about change but related it to the climate rather than yourself. I do hope your voice speaks for many others too.
Wonderful job of incorporating vital changes.
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