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Her vs. Us
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Her vs. Us |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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Her vs. Us Oh I would bet she still remembers being larger than us. We, but insects on tender skin, of whom she did not fuss. Resilient and wonder-filled, the blessings that she gave us. Beautiful and bountiful, just not enough to save us…from ourselves. More than enough get us by, oh we’re always wanting more? Never enough to satisfy, so we bleed her to the core. All her abundant resources so eagerly diminished, With never a single thought toward how they will be replenished. Oh this is war! Our savage greed alone the declaration. Through smog-filled skies echoes still bleeding through without cessation. Plastic oceans, barren forests, that need, it yet compels us On with the scourge past all the signs that so vividly tell us: That maybe we are killing ourselves too. Errantly thinking it is “we” who’ll in the end define us, Blinded by few and far between, actual acts of human kindness; We’ve somehow grown the gall to think today that we’re the bigger. When in truth we can’t even pull our finger off the trigger. “Time” the tally of our actions, soon destiny will find us. Having abandoned her cradling arms, nearing the day she reminds us It never seemed that she fought back, nor would get around to it. A wonderful thing, patience, no? Oh she just let us do it…to ourselves. ‘Can’t help but think some future day the world will still be spinning. The skies a shade closer ‘the blue they were in the beginning. A metallic scar here or there, buried ‘neath the forest’s thickness. The Earth a so much better place, relieved her human sickness. I wonder will she remember the vanity of us, We insects on her tender skin, of whom she did not fuss. Michael Anderson 10/25/2019 |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
This is absolutely wonderful! Enjoyed your perspective, no matter how bleak. ~L |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
"insects on her tender skin"..what an appropriate & clever way to put it M. How awful to think of all that is probably lost forever in the rain forests that would have helped us, among so many others. Fine piece of Truth Poet. Autumn.. |
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CarolineToo Junior Member
since 2018-07-22
Posts 17Florida |
How fitting I should find this.... My husband & I were just talking about the ravaged earth, the perils of the plastic and the apathy of the inhabitants. Always loved your poetry. It's nice to be back here and find you still writing such lovely stuff, my friend. |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Lori, have to giggle that you deemed this bleak. I guess it kinda is upon rereading...but from our earth's standpoint, I would deem it hopeful, even wistful. We are a scourge to her. Sky...so much we destroy in the name of power and greed. Sickening and saddening. Caroline...great to see you again. Hope you are doing well. I used to laugh at the term treehugger. not sure when I became one. |
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