Like tracks in the snow
Little lives go
In our melting
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Not the poem I thought I was going to write, but the one that came. Another is brewing, but this one is for all the small lives lost in forest fires everyhere…..
Written in reponse to Earthweals challenge ‘Ghosts’ at
https://earthweal.com/2020/01/13/weekly-challenge-ghosts/
Please go and see what else is there!
The Cheesesellers Wife 
You have said it succinctly and beautifully. Such grief, when innocent animals suffer.
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All those insects too….
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Melting until not even the outline we once knew is gone. From our heat … Well done — Brendan
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Thanks, did you know that animal footprints in the snow are called “feetings”? Too sweet a word….
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Oh, that hurts! Your words have impact.
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Thank you Mary.
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Yes, all of us are melting in this. But some have died way before their time.
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An ongoing tradegy
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So heartbreaking!
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And frightening, we are destroying ecosystems that ultimately support our own existence.
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I love this little poem you didn’t know you were going to write. I admire brevity in poetry (like a surgical tool) in it’s many forms. Thank you!
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Most of my poems are fairly short, but this one is probably my shortest so far!
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You have given the small ones with no voice a voice.
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:)
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We are all melting… and in the end, not even our tracks will be left.
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I do hope not, for my the sake of my two sons…..
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