earth’s a ball of crackling clay
temperature are rising higher
we’re on fire
though fools deny it’s all a hoax
it’s not a joke
hope for the future up in smoke
from green and lush to ash to dust
before it’s too late, change, we must
in disarray, we’re on fire…it’s not a joke
The Oviellejo is an Old Spanish verse form (derived from ovillo, a ball of yarn). A stanza consists of 10 lines, with a rhyme scheme of AABBCCCDDC. The second line of each rhyme scheme, Line 2,4,6, is short line of up to 5 syllables. The last line is a “redondilla,” a “little round” that collects all three of the short lines.
“Sarah, we need to talk.”
“I know,” Sarah lamented, “I know what you’re going to say.”
“We just can’t afford to keep the shop open any longer. With the winters warming, no one is buying wool hats.”
“I know. You’re right. We can’t afford this storefront any longer, but maybe we could try eCommerce. I hear that some of the Nordic regions still have a season of frosting.”
“We could try that. I’ll set up the website and settle our lease with the landlord to the end of the month.”
“Thanks Josh. I miss winter.”
“Me too, Sarah. Me too.”
100 words for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ Friday Fictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge inspired by the photo above by © Björn Rudberg.
photo by Clay Knight via Unsplash
the fish are dying
their ecosystem poisoned
you know we are next
A Haiku for Sonya’s Three Line Tale Challenge based on the photo by Clay Knight via Unsplash.