KTHT SEPTEMBER PROMPT — THE SUN SPLITS ITSELF (OFF)

The Sun Was Getting Bored

the sun had enough of shining her light on all of our crimes —

our little puerile wars, our nuclear toys, our climate ignorance

she had enough of growing our food and our plants,

and interrupting the fog and the rain to warm our skin

she was getting bored of setting in violet, purple dresses

without anybody taking the time to appreciate her beauty,

or of rising in wild pink and aqua skies of pure flame

to announce the inexplicable miracle of another day

she wasn’t a saint — she was a god like any jealous god

she demanded worship, recognition, humility, awe

instead we gave her the finger of indifference, preferring AI’s blue light

poring over our mobiles while she exploded in beauty above

so she hatched a vindictive plot — she would turn

inward, like an eclipse, go all introverted, like fog, like night

to see how long we would survive without her

would we be able to grow food and sustain life

with the weak blue light of social media?

would the Musks and Zuckerbergs of the world

replace the dynamic and crazy gods of the sky?

the sun knew better, and she would find a way

to make us pay for our failure of imagination

she would split and turn blue and black night — and heckle

the weak, far stars to dare match her brilliant light

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Thanks for reading, and thank you to Diana C. for the imaginative prompt:

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Tagging a few gifted poets who I can see writing something very interesting in response to this prompt:

Do you have time for one more poem? Here is one I wrote back in March:

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