I haven’t done a “News Poem” in a while. I hope you enjoy this one on a tiny little fact that came out of the horrible earthquake and tsunami in Japan.
The planet we live on is quiet and deep
But sometimes it tosses and turns in its sleep.
On a cold winter night when it pulls tight and snug
We small little humans can be crushed like a bug.
When the news crosses oceans and national borders,
We’re told that our days are now just bit shorter.