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Rockhollow Series: Earth Day
Title: Earth Day
Twenty Three of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Six
#NaPoWriMo19
In tiredness I seem to write for the soul, her soul or mine,
yet when the Sun beats down in this aggressive display of Climate change
and as I notice cracks in the Earth before May,
my soul seems to fray.
I like to believe that in doing my part,
litter picking, planting, not using chemicals, giving wildlife a home
that I can aid, in a peaceful, solitary way
but not today, when the Earth seems more mindless rats in a concrete jungle than not,
seems too small a plot.
I take a nap beneath the cherry and apple,
imagine an endless succession of humans clear in their goal of protecting this planet,
planting, locally sourcing, nurturing, abandoning plastic
and I realise with my disposable nappies, my diesel car, my shampoo bottle I am no better than any other,
no one will be Earth's lover.
Twenty Three of Thirty
Unique Words: One Hundred and Six
#NaPoWriMo19
In tiredness I seem to write for the soul, her soul or mine,
yet when the Sun beats down in this aggressive display of Climate change
and as I notice cracks in the Earth before May,
my soul seems to fray.
I like to believe that in doing my part,
litter picking, planting, not using chemicals, giving wildlife a home
that I can aid, in a peaceful, solitary way
but not today, when the Earth seems more mindless rats in a concrete jungle than not,
seems too small a plot.
I take a nap beneath the cherry and apple,
imagine an endless succession of humans clear in their goal of protecting this planet,
planting, locally sourcing, nurturing, abandoning plastic
and I realise with my disposable nappies, my diesel car, my shampoo bottle I am no better than any other,
no one will be Earth's lover.
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