Sunday, August 30, 2009

One Single Impression -- Blue

blue skies

Longing for a time
when blue skies
reigned
unperturbed by
surface perambulations,
sublimely indifferent
to human strife,
before the machinations
of industry
could alter
atmospheric chemistry
or the devices
of war
could make
winter last
for years.

©sgreerpitt
Sunday August 30, 2009

In the early 1960's when my preadolescent self discovered science fiction, I read a Ray Bradbury story entitled "There Will Come Soft Rains" (written in 1950 long before we understood the full destructive power of nuclear weapons). That story lead me to my passion with poetry, because it lead me to Sara Teasdale, author of the poem "There Will Come Soft Rains." Teasdale wrote her poem in the wake of World War I -- in 1920 before any one had added a numeral after the war.

For more poems on the theme "Blue" see One Single Impression.

Photo by sgreerpitt, a reclaimed stripmine in Letcher County, Kentucky.

17 comments:

anthonynorth said...

Great words. hopefully it is a time that will return - one day.

Geraldine said...

You've brought up some sobering thoughts here Sue. Lovely photo and excellent take on this prompt.

Hugs, G

PS: The butterfly photo, unfortunately not one of mine. We see so few butterflies these days, here in BC. :<(

gautami tripathy said...

Wonderful usage of great words!

weeks trample on each other like magazines


Please don't forget to post your creative works at Monday Poetry Train Revisited too!

Sweetest in the Gale said...

sublimely indifferent to human strife

Nature works that way, doesn't it? It's ever present as a backdrop to all we humans are dealing with, whether tragic or joyful. Your poem was beautiful!

floreta said...

excellent poem and sentiment!

zoya gautam said...

sobering thoughts ..

Maggie said...

Sue,
I am just so thankful I lived in the times to enjoy some of the untouched treasures of nature before mankind destroyed so much in the name of civilization.

SandyCarlson said...

I share your longing. Thanks for the back story, too.

Deborah Godin said...

A beautiful photo, and perspective!

storyteller at Small Reflections said...

Ah ... the longing! I feel it too. Poignant blue post.
Hugs and blessings,

Quiet Paths said...

Wow Sue. Well written and well said. I yearn for this as well - not in a sense that I wish a return to "eden" but simply a less disturbed time.

joy said...

I love this one, it has a great flow. Reminds us that we are human-i love Bradbury as well, his work is facinating.

Jim said...

Very pretty writing, Sue. Yes, we long for the 'way it was before ...' but most times it can't be. Got to do with what mess we made.
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fourwindshaiga said...

I read that book too, and it frightened me. When I was young, I was a great worrier, back then.

You poem comes straight from the heart, I can tell.

Tumblewords: said...

Excellent post! I so enjoyed your poem and find myself longing for those blue skies.

Leo said...

lovely words! hope such a day comes soon!

Amias said...

Your poetry is not only refreshing to read, it's educational as well. Now to me, that's a good combination.

I remember the the story but have not read the poem .. but I will.