This is such fun and I urge you to try it! You can see my three previous efforts here. This one came together quite easily, but like most of my others, its all environmental doom and gloom.
What a way to go to the lake habitat,
Hard by a great forest.
Chances are, this world does not belong to us.
City in ruins, Islands of abandonment,
The end of the Sahara.
Vanishing world,
The things we lost.
What remains?
Last resort, Avalon.
Oh it’s been so long since I’ve done this! Tempted to do one next week once Reading Ireland is done and dusted. Love that first pile in particular
Thank you. You can’t beat playing with your books on a sunny morning when all’s well with the world – so how did I come up with such a gloomy poem 😀