ECLIPSE
Our world's beauty is overshadowed by the effects of human progress
Enter ethereal enigma, enchanting entity: Earth. Ecosystems evolve, encouraging elaborate existence.
Cosmos' children, charming creatures, cherish cheerfulness. Cheeky corvids catch creamy clouds. Countryside cats chase chirping canaries. Comfortable coexistence.
Luminous lapis lazuli lakes, liquid luxuries, lend lovely lavish landscapes. Lakeside, lazy little lambs lease luscious lemon-lime lea.
Introducing industrialisation: ingenious - iconic! Innovation is idolised. Innocent intentions increase illness.
Poor poisoned penultimate planet, polluted presence predestined. Previously pristine plus perfectly picturesque, presently pronounced possessed phantom.
Salted soil sabotages sowing seeds - starvation. Smoke suffocates synthetic societies, sewerage swells seas. Sweetness soured. Sunshine shadowed.
Earth’s exquisite era ends, eclipsed, eternally estranged. Extinction events ensue.
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Eloise Robertson
I pull my ideas randomly out of thin air and they materialise on a page. Some may call me a magician.
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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Comments (3)
These seem to me quite fun scientific tongue twisters. Good work.
Well-wrought! Those tasked with protecting innocence have a hard way to go in a world where new souls exponentially outnumber the old. But such an act of love--to lose oneself in the striving to protect that which we love--may yet hold a key to our redemption. I just don't know, but I am willing to try. Your use of alliteration in each respective line within the acrostic format--very clever! Well-wrought indeed!
Beautiful acrostic poem! Love it! 💝