Tuvalu Thoughts: Friday Fictioneers

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The line is cast

No longer can the hook be seen

Through water murky –

rust, oil and other waste mingle

Fish bites

The line reels in

Fish gasps

black sludge drips

drip…. drip

from open sores leaking

black, rotting blood.

Hunger versus distaste

which will win.

Salt kills

Oil kills

The rising sea

has salinised the gardens

laying them to waste

forcing man and fish

to eat their death

Suffering all the way.

Pour oil on troubled waters

That is what they say

I beg you not

Please find another way

It may be insignificant me today

The next day you.

 

Thank you to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers

and also to Nick Allen who supplied this week’s photo prompt

About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist

I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
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47 Responses to Tuvalu Thoughts: Friday Fictioneers

  1. The line breaks are so effective, especially the “black sludge drips / drip…. drip”, the way it shows what is happening, how it accumulates, what will come next… And the vividness of the image. I can almost smell it. *shivers.

    Liked by 3 people

  2. trentpmcd says:

    A pretty bleak vision that seems to be rapidly approaching… Nice write.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. You are BACK. With a powerful and effective poem.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Wonderfully bleak ~ if that may be said. The rhythm in this is spot on and the message clear. So very nicely done.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Miriam says:

    All too vivid and real a picture you’ve painted here.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. neilmacdon says:

    We are all eating our deaths. Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Pouring oil on troubled waters – will we ever learn? Excellent Irene.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Violet Lentz says:

    Excellently crafted. Thank you

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Dear Irene,

    it’s great t see you back in the neighborhood! And you’re back with a vengeance I’d say. Well constructed verse with a powerful message.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  10. Having been, and continuing to be, in the midst of horrible red tide and algae here in the Florida waters, this verse was right on target. It’s our future children who will be suffering the disasters we’ve caused. A timely well-written piece.
    Isadora 😎

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  11. Such a vivid message, Irene! Sadly and beautifully done.

    Susan A Eames at
    Travel, Fiction and Photos

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  12. granonine says:

    Well done. The description of the rotting fish may have killed my appetite for the evening meal I’d planned 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  13. jillyfunnell says:

    Powerful indeed and presented in a style to maximise the punch. Excellent.

    Liked by 1 person

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  15. ceayr says:

    Excellent.
    Powerful.
    Futile?

    Liked by 1 person

  16. Oh.. and that’s exactly what we’re doing… oil on water… we have a saying in Sweden… it’s like peeing bed, first it’s warm and cozy, then it’s cold and sticky…

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  17. Dale says:

    Powerfully done, Irene. Nice to see you in the squares!

    Liked by 1 person

  18. Sandra says:

    A powerful piece, Irene. Well done.

    Liked by 1 person

  19. michael1148humphris says:

    You wrote this with vim and style, I like it

    Liked by 1 person

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