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The sea’s breath

Yesterday I felt the sea breathing
as I watched the wind-strewn waves;
some breaths shallow, others ocean deep.
I fell into their rhythm
and breathed in the salt spray
and breathed out my soul in return:
sea salt spray for my soul
or what part of it I leave here.

Today I heard the sea choking
it’s breath no longer a rhythm
but a slow death rattle.
I walked in to it, embraced it
but plastic caressed my fingers,
tightened and gripped my hand
and embraced me, as I wanted to embrace the sea.
I pulled, and the plastic relented
the more I pulled, the more it came
but still the sea couldn’t breathe.

Tomorrow the wind will still blow
and the salt will still tang the air
and the waves still sigh upon the shore
and where once the seagulls cried
the only sound will be the empty laughter
of the few that profited from the many
of those who took from the Earth
and spat back its destruction.

Yesterday I felt the sea breathing
and wondered how long it would last.
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Damage Limitation

The crack appeared; tiny, hairline; barely noticeable.  The scalding liquid started to spread upwards towards the crack, seeking, soaking and finally seeping into it, weakening it; the weight becoming too much to bear.  I watched, unsure of my next move.  Speed was the only way to avoid total destruction.  Damage limitation they call it.  I had no option, I couldn’t just sit there, impartial, unwilling.  I breathed in, preparing to move.  My hand shook and the liquid still rose and seeped in.  It was too late.  Whatever I did now would have consequences. The silence of the room waited with me in anticipation.

 

With a hot splash the biscuit, my last Digestive, fell into my tea.

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