No More Mr. Blue Skies

No More Mr. Blue Skies

 

Pray can you still hear the cries

of all these anguished

  

and stricken, landlocked gulls ..

In particular, those

that echo around and likewise,

still haunt, these now

empty oceans and once clear

   blue skies of ours ..

Can you still hear them sigh as

they each carve,

slice and scythe, their own way

through such dense

and likewise, unnavigable beige

   mushroom clouds ..

Then as they exit in their haste,

into some deep,

dark and hungry black hole now

somewhat curiously,

filling with tears and with misery

that once did

  

belong to the whole human race ..

Such a sadness begins

to descend and a grand sense of

total nothingness

 begins to prevail where once we

were wrong to

assume that indeed heaven might

   one day be found ..

How wrong you all were, to place

such hope, trust and faith

in power crazed bullies, billionaire

   despots, bigots and liars ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Gregoria Somol Ahmed]

Neville, your poem is a poignant and powerful meditation on the sorrow and disillusionment that pervades our skies and hearts. Your imagery is both vivid and haunting, beautifully conveying the anguish of the stricken gulls and the desolation of the once-clear blue skies. The journey through the dense mushroom clouds to the dark black hole is masterfully depicted, evoking a deep sense of loss and emptiness. Your critique of misplaced hope and trust in power is compelling and thought-provoking. Truly a moving and impactful piece!

[Neville]

How incredibly kind you are Gregoria .. and what a magnificently thoughtful and encouraging review note you have left here .. Bless you ma'am .. Neville 😎👍

[Gregoria Somol Ahmed]

Neville, thank you for your kind words. I'm glad my feedback resonated with you. Your poem really spoke to me, and I look forward to reading more of your work. Best wishes! 🥂

[Neville]

Best wishes well n truly reciprocated .. Neville

[Beren]

what a poem!
An introductory sentence that begins in a legendary way prepares us for all the events that will follow.
The part that starts with "Can you still hear them" is probably my favorite, it emphasizes the development well, the question is very deep and draws the reader directly into the poem. "mushroom clouds" is very creative.
I loved how you powerfully revealed how dark people are after that. I think continuing a narrative with just a few words shows how creative you are. It's as if you really felt the poem while writing it. I can feel that you put in effort. "belong to the whole human race .." deep

Sorry, I'm changing my mind... "Such a sadness begins" This is my favorite part. (it happens every time)
as you are approaching the end of the poem you are actually leaving little clues about how wrong people are. I absolutely loved this part. Very deep and powerful words. I want to make notes so that I can quickly find them when I come back to read this poem later.

"Such a sadness begins
to descend and a grand sense of
total nothingness
begins to prevail where once we
were wrong to
assume that indeed heaven might
one day be found .."
WOAH WHAT A SENTENCE.

OH MY GOD I LOVED THIS POEM. Such a strong ending... I loved that it was constantly in discussion with the reader, I felt under attack. It directs the reader to question. You did it again, again a wonderful one! goosebumps. 100.

[Neville]

You got me blushing all over Beren if anyone was watching they would probably swear I woz turning into a lobster or sumfink .. Kindest & sincerest regards, your friend ME x

[Beren]

thats the goal

[Neville]

….. ……. … 😎👍

[Lorry]

I am of a wonder how soon it will be before those unnamed bullies and despots (who couldn't possibly be Put((the boot))in, Trumpet and his Muskateer) create a lot of big beige mushroom clouds of their own, forgetting the only point of nuclear war was to assure that if one pressedtge button, it would cause all of our mutually assured destruction.
But hey, I guess that's what happens when you vote in grumpy manbaby's to high Office who have never heard the word no in their life!

[Neville]

I know it might be becoming something of a cliché Loz but I'm so bloomin glad you could read between the lines and see it my way .. 🐧..💛..🐧👍xx

[redd Brick Keshner]

The tone and the style, the loftiness brings with it an atmosphere that is refreshing; another avenue of waxing poetic… your range is amazing 🙏🏻🕊

[Neville]

Bless you but you are way too generous my friend 😎👍

[redd Brick Keshner]

Not nearly as much as I want to be, N 🙏🏻🕊