That movie, odyssey through dreamy space,
whose genesis saw raging ape fling bone,
discover tool track, swifter means to trace
armed path to scatter tribesmen, wasted, prone;
imagine now crash lightning crack from black,
dust devils turning scrub, demented flame,
brash thrash of mammals burned to ash by flak,
volte face dance vultures wolfing prey, cooked tame.
Whilst beating heat found deep seat, lower peat,
earth oven cooking passing flesh, tapped root,
the hominids taste feat of sweeter meat,
their loot from soot both meal and fuel fruit.
The art of global living in this school,
green partnership, discerning man from fool.
Stephen Kingsnorth (Cambridge M.A., English & Religious Studies), retired to Wales from ministry in the Methodist Church, has had some 140 pieces accepted by on-line poetry sites, including Poetry Potion; and Gold Dust, The Seventh Quarry, The Dawntreader, Foxtrot Uniform Poetry Magazines, Vita Brevis Anthology ‘Pain & Renewal’ & Fly on the Wall Press ‘Identity’. https://poetrykingsnorth.wordpress.com/