Besides the tranquil sea and sun-bleached sand,
The turtles find a place to make their nest;
Probing the rolling crescents of the land,
To find a place where incubation’s best.
Now buried like a golf ball in a dune,
The eggs begin to undergo great change;
To their surroundings they must now attune,
With gender predisposed by temperate range.
And when the stifling heat begins to rise,
The fate of all these eggs becomes more skewed;
Resulting in a masculine demise,
And higher rates of death in any brood.
The turtles’ destines are now entwined,
With climate change induced by humankind.
A nest of sea turtle eggs (Photo Credit: USFWS).
This is a Shakespearian Sonnet,