When a half burnt forest sighs-
A half eaten moon trying to be a smiley
Writes a half-light story in a dark sky-
When a half dead ocean cries-
A mother whale leaps up
Letting her child go to ‘full fathom five’*–
I tell myself
The world must be a beautiful place
For it is still alive-
*The Tempest Act I Sc. II
Posted for my prompt ~ The World Is A Beautiful Place for Poets United Midweek Motif
sumanar/lekha 
O. My. Word. Nothing half about this poem and its impact. Thank you for touching us with The Tempest, with the only hope, with the allusions to our tacky cultural icons, with the truths that sneak through the cover-ups. May the world survive so all can see it’s beauty as we were meant to–infinite. (William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell.”)
This is impressive work, each line building off of the last and implying the next. Actually made me a little emotional with the final three lines. It’s quite an amazing place we live. I learned from this, so thank you for writing it.
Snap! We feel the same way and say so in our posts. I am appalled that Australia is reducing the amount of protected seas and forests when this is just what is needed to help our environment and they are even encouraging coal mining!
A brilliant interpretation
Words of hope at the close Sumana, and in me, really, hope springs eternal.
I do so hope our world continues to live on, maybe it will if we humans are no longer on it…
Anna :o]
Yes, we have to tell that to each other. We have to acknowledge that the world is a naturally beautiful place and it needs to be saved from our selfish acts.
Such a powerful verse — the ending says it all.
-HA
Yes. This poem is perfection. The world is suffering for our presence but, thankfully, still alive.
What a wholesome poem:
“A half eaten moon trying to be a smiley” my favourite image
much love…
The ending of this is spectacular. In spite of it all, it is still beautiful. No negativity here although it would have been easy to insert it. this is a totally whole poem, full of hope.
Seeing the life that comes from death, the creation born out of destruction. So insightful, and inspiring. And you had me at this line alone: “Writes a half-light story in a dark sky-“
kaykuala
The world must be a beautiful place
For it is still alive-
Such is the focus to attract the attention of contending elements for the riches of the world. Being busy with activities spell a measure of success in them!
Hank
I love the opening lines with the ‘half burnt forest sighs’ and ‘half eaten moo’, Sumana – gorgeous imagery – and the continuation of ‘half-light’ and ‘half dead’ emphasises the damage done. And yes, it’s still alive, something I focused on my poem too. I believe that Mother Earth can look after herself and she’s waiting for the right moment.
To quote the noted philosopher Billy Joel, just surviving is a noble fight.
That we survive at all is amazing to me. Love the start of this poem.
We have had our time at the helm, perhaps the children can do a better job? A “half-beautiful” poem.
Yes the beautiful earth is holding on in spite of us.