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Carbon sucker punch
with chemical balm,
the bees are bummed,
dropping dead down.
It’s not just the honey,
there’ll be no fruit,
nature’s little cupid is caput,
the bee-eaters are thinning,
a global emergency is upon us now.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul,
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Writing to Help Others Overcome Darkness
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Flash Fiction, Poetry, and Short Stories
Thoughts from the Heartland
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This paints a sad picture of the use of insecticides and harsh chemicals on the flowers and plants.
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Yes, and now it’s a crisis, a sad state of affairs. Thank you Megha.
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Sadly yes
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It is an emergency, and right on the verge of a catastrophe!
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Yes, very much so. Thanks Cage.
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surely the sign of the times are near – lovely poetry
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It sure makes me wonder
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Yep, we definitely have fewer bees this spring, Paul. My dog finds them a tasty snack which is depressing for us. Not for him.
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Ah yes, the candy treat, dogs do love that, yes I struggle with the fact that govt and commerce were warned about this and yet we’re still persisting with poisoning the globe. Boggles the mind. Thank you.
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Dire warnings that a lot of people won’t heed.
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Yes, sadly it is hard to encourage change even when the evidence is right in front of us.
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A fantastic poem about such a serious subject – well done in this confronting style
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Many thanks Lyn
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so tragic, how do we let it come to this … well written Paul!
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Yes, and still no ground swell of remorse 😦
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nor real efforts to address the problem … 😦
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No 😦
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A threatening truth packed in beautiful lines.
best regards
Balle
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Thank you so much.
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