Elephants in the Room

Italy quakes in her boot
and Roman ruins rumble:
just gods playing games
with ancient marbles!

                                                 No Nero fiddling in the flames
of the Calais Jungle:
just men in hard hats
and orange overalls.

A statistic:
‘vertebrate populations are set to decline by 67%’;
shocking snapshot of ‘a victim of poachers’ –

                                                 not Hannibal crossing the Alps
but ‘mass extinction destroying the natural world’.

Crashing
collapse
of wildlife

and calamity
of humanity

unless we stop emitting hot air
and throwing our hands up in despair.

WE MUST ACT NOW!

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

murdered-elephant

Image found on http://www.theguardian.com

My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar with Futurism

This week, Björn has challenged us with Futurism, a movement in art and poetry that took root mainly in Russia and Italy, where it began with the Manifesto of Futurism, written by Filippo Tommaso Marinetti in 1909.  

Today, Björn wants us to apply the energy and the tools of Futurism in a new poem, letting loose anger, choosing a reason for revolting and looking only forwards, challenging and provoking with a blast of words.

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31 thoughts on “Elephants in the Room

  1. You rocked the prompt, did some derring-do with line breaks & p;positioning–welcome to my style of charging forth. Enjoyed your protesting & still offering a solution.

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  2. Sadly those killings of animals and species will continue until we are gone ourselves. I also enjoy the inclusion of the current news in your verse – Italy’s quakes and cleansing of Calais Jungle.

    Take care Kim !

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  3. I like the staccato sounds and the semi-detached verses that leave the reader with much to chew over

    calamity
    of humanity

    right on the button – Earth has lost half of its wildlife in the past 40 years, was yesterday’s news and it wasn’t an asteroid!

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  4. Throwing up hands is what most of us all too often do. Your strong poem here sits well with a few others from this challenge which have really got me reexamining my level of engagement with some crucial issues.

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