The Last One Standing
Moving like a whisper….breath warm and tender
Under a dusty pink sky…..evening’s gentle surrender
A last sliver of sunshine weaves through the trees
Moths with paper thin wings soar on the invisible breeze
Seduced by the crickets in the fading light
Earthy scents linger to embrace the warm night
Moon light spills gently….an opalescent glow
A liquid murmur of the river…seductive as she flows
Under the dark mantle of midnight he ponders….muscular trunk held up high
The last elephant standing…lonely under the African sky
Out of the night he ambles…tattered ears fanned wide
Noble head steeped in dignity and pride
His well worn shadow….no longer plump
A coat full of creases hanging off his bony rump
Dusty dreams echo…the shifting sands of time
The wealthy host of ivory…the elephants only crime
Wheeling vultures circle amid silence in the shimmering sky
A well worn path enhanced with his footprints and a lonely cry
The gnarled old tusker ambles on……..
Pulled by a cooling breeze and an eerie bush song
Soon to be caught in the web of human deceit
Man made gunfire….a nightmare of excruciating heat
Shadows racing across Africa’s tawny pelt
The last elephant bleeding into the parched African veld
Photo credit to Betty K Sz…thank you for sharing your wonderful images with me
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Wonderful writings Jenny
So sad. We can’t let it come to this end.
Jen that was just so sad !
Beautiful poetry painting a horrifying picture!!!!!
A sad poem, with an unthinkable ending…..This quote below sums us up exactly……
“Can there be any question that the human is the least harmonious beast in the forest and the creature most toxic to the nest?”
? Randy Thornhorn