Early/mid afternoon May 22nd, 2020...

rew4er2nail

Raindrops percolate Perkiomen Valley watershed

pleasant reprieve versus quite warm temperatures

yesterday found yours truly averse attempting re:

ding outside, the secluded alcove visible looking

thru single bedroom window here, once upon time

former Schwenksville Elementary School, now re:

purposed Highland Manor apartment alphanumeric

unit B44, 2day precipitation lightly palpitating terra

firma quenching thirsty flora and fauna donning viz

age fifty plus shades of lush green meteorological

regular phenomena offsets prospect where drought

would deprive biota requisite liquid nourishment

speculation June, July, and August promise triple

digits essentially forcing creature comfort ala air

conditioning as climate control to weather extreme

hot temperatures linkedin with global warming, a

grim prospect lately tempered courtesy coronavirus

COVID-19 inexplicably temporarily giving respite

the Earth atmosphere purportedly less toxic since

countless manifold modes of industrial production

lockdown subjected since employees in quarantine

to thwart contagion infecting adjacent areas, thus

impacting transportation hub, no substantial traffic

most rerouted thru information superhighway data

bits and bytes sent to and fro, hither and yon, until

"green light" signalled for businesses to reorient

themselves to alternate paradigm, hoop fully more

eco friendly less dependent upon fossil fuels, where

greenhouse gases deplete ozone layer compromising

delicate balance offset severely trending toward by

Yoda - star wars pitched battles witnessing galactic

empires armed 2 teeth with supersonic weapons mass

destruction spelling demise of human civilization

think brinkmanship whereby within eyeblink en-

tire realm encompassing eastern, western, northern

southern, brethren and cistern multifarious legacies

snuffed out without a trace extinguishing gamut of

living things great and small, perchance world wide

web overtaken with radiation resistant critters, an

unrecognizable changing of the guard when no pry

mates abled (Cain not) wrest control against giant

size carnivorous entities deliciously feast carrion

until nothing but lovely bleached (bomb shelled)

bones scattered across the pock marked terrestrial

landscape - mush room 4 opportunistic organisms.

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 23rd, 2020 09:45
  • Category: Nature
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