Fall Festive

November 11, 2020Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Muse and Flow, Reflections, Writing Tags: 100WordChallenge, Climate Change, Family, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Global Warming, Making do, Micro-fiction, Relationships 43 Comments

It was barely fully fall but the weather seemed intent on ensuring none of them would be able to ignore the coming winter. Morning frost. Freezing rain. Evening flurries. Weekend snow.

“So much for global warming,” Moise moaned.

“It’s Climate Change, Pops,” Ben interjected. “It makes mayhem to let us know how much we’d messed things up.”

“Whatever it does,” the older man waved at the window, “it is not as it should be.”

“Perhaps,” Bernice entered with arms full of pine bows, lights, and tinsel, “but we can still make it as festive as we want in the interim.”

For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers

Up in Shame

May 6, 2019November 12, 2019Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Current events, Life and love, Muse and Flow, Poetry, Reflections, Writing Tags: Current affairs, dVerse, Global Warming, greed, humanity, Interconnectedness, Mother Earth, Poetry, Quadrille, Reality check, Up 22 Comments

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When the world hollows out

And the sun cooks up blame,

Don’t forget there were times

When we’d known

The con-game,

And yet chose –

To our shame –

Truth’s very core to

Maim.

We allowed

A shell-game

To carve the Earth

In flames.

For dVerse Quadrille Monday: Up

Imminently Absent

August 31, 2018Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Current events, Muse and Flow, Photography, Reflections, Writing Tags: Alaska, Call to action, Climate Change, Glacier, Global Warming, History, Nature, Photography, RDP, Reality Leave a comment

Photo: Jaime Michelle

Every year it shrinks back

Every year it grows less

Till too soon

It will be

But a memory

Unless.

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: Absent

A Global Warning

July 18, 2018Na'ama Yehuda Anecdotes of Life, Life and love, Muse and Flow, Reflections, Writing Tags: 100WordChallenge, Climate Change, Flash Fiction, Friday Fictioneers, Future, Global Warming, humanity, Mother Nature, Short Story, Warning 20 Comments

PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

They said it would get warm, but they didn’t say how quickly or how relentlessly. He thought it would take decades.

He was wrong.

Trees still foliaged but most other plants withered. Same for people.

It killed the young, old, weak, and callous. The talking heads had babbled about it before TV stopped. They couldn’t justify cooling the studios when the grid struggled to air-condition hospitals. Not that the latter did much good.

He sighed and retreated from the window. Ignored his daughter’s empty bed. They were warned. By the time they deigned to listen, it was already too late.

For the Friday Fictioneers Challenge