A vision, a ghost.
The Vaquita is hidden,
Never to be found.
Or is that silver fog that
Frequents the water’s surface
A lone Vaquita?
Surely it cannot be so.
For years ago we
Wiped the species from the Earth.
But now it is too late. Or is it?
A beautiful and poignant poem. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for commenting and visiting my blog so frequently! -Goldenliontamarin
Great message, beautifully and artfully conveyed in another fine poem! Thank you so much for your dedication to this cause and for inspiring me.
Thanks! It is an honor to actually inspire someone! -GLT