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When Earth Dies
The sun bent on the skyline
Some warm hours past zenith
The mist lands 'pon the pines
The mute river runs beneath
I left the small town behind
Riding 'cross turned fields
The few drops of winter rains
Gave dead earth nothing to yield
A lonely patch of green land
That the sky has somehow kissed
Where the children had once passed
The harmful hands blindly missed
I cast an eye into the blue
Burnt furrows stretch to the end
Only green trucks slash thirsty lands
The crop this year will never grow
The summer was a blazing heat
And the hearts only stone cold
How can earth thrive with wheat
When Earth in the past tense, is told
Some warm hours past zenith
The mist lands 'pon the pines
The mute river runs beneath
I left the small town behind
Riding 'cross turned fields
The few drops of winter rains
Gave dead earth nothing to yield
A lonely patch of green land
That the sky has somehow kissed
Where the children had once passed
The harmful hands blindly missed
I cast an eye into the blue
Burnt furrows stretch to the end
Only green trucks slash thirsty lands
The crop this year will never grow
The summer was a blazing heat
And the hearts only stone cold
How can earth thrive with wheat
When Earth in the past tense, is told
Published 1st Feb 2024
Author's Note
Written from actual experience, today's event.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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3rd Feb 2024 1:18pm
I love the imagery this poem evoked in me. A nostalgic feeling I can't quite describe. poeticdelight, a talented write indeed.
3rd Feb 2024 1:39pm
I try hard to present my respectful readers with the most truthful impressions from my own experiences, hoping they find what to feed
their expectations and desires,
Always thankful for your generous support dear friend.
Nice times to you Grace.
their expectations and desires,
Always thankful for your generous support dear friend.
Nice times to you Grace.
