Oceans and Seas

Vomit on the sidewalk

Stepped in and smeared

I drink the tainted water,

Hell, I guzzle it.

 

The only mourner, my son.

But well adjusted

He will strap on gear and

Sail away from here.

 

Fresh water ponds graduate

To fresh water seas

We smile at the ease and

Smell of salt water.

 

It’s the seas that will drown.

It’s the fresh water that cuts

And takes down.

So I guzzle the fresh water.

 

Tainted by a joke and laugh

At the environmentalist concerned

Not at all for Life, I’ll

Stay silent in front of the Evangelical.

 

Because the water’s too loud

Too cold

I take my sip and vomit

The ocean.

                         Sandra Woodiwiss © 2010