Least Read Poems About the Environment
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Least read poems about the environment. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
25th Jun 2024 4:22am
25th Jun 2024 4:22am
Lesson on the Rocks
So what have I learned
while the midnight sun burned
secrets shared by the bears
as the ice floe further tears
Taking a last look at the deep
the Arctic Sea seems to sleep
calm in its rich briny blue
facing everything that is true
About the fragility of life
where glaciers cut like a knife
where this mournful flow
somehow seems to know
As if written within the tide
a poetry kept undenied
in the dark lines it says
in the inevitability of its...
while the midnight sun burned
secrets shared by the bears
as the ice floe further tears
Taking a last look at the deep
the Arctic Sea seems to sleep
calm in its rich briny blue
facing everything that is true
About the fragility of life
where glaciers cut like a knife
where this mournful flow
somehow seems to know
As if written within the tide
a poetry kept undenied
in the dark lines it says
in the inevitability of its...
#environment
6 reads
2 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
26th Jun 2024 7:29pm
26th Jun 2024 7:29pm
Stuck In Transit…
Just a moment on the ground
while I listen to the sound
of all this humanity
all in pursuit of its vanity
Each one still climbing ladders
instead on focusing on what matters
delving into probing rhyme
instead of only murdering time
Glued to their smart phone
savoring what only they own
making lots of noise
trying to win the most toys
Meanwhile polar ice floes melt
a wound too far away to be felt
in this posh Air France lounge
as the polar bears now scrounge
Watching the mercury rise ...
while I listen to the sound
of all this humanity
all in pursuit of its vanity
Each one still climbing ladders
instead on focusing on what matters
delving into probing rhyme
instead of only murdering time
Glued to their smart phone
savoring what only they own
making lots of noise
trying to win the most toys
Meanwhile polar ice floes melt
a wound too far away to be felt
in this posh Air France lounge
as the polar bears now scrounge
Watching the mercury rise ...
#confessional
#environment
#nature
#pollution
#travel
12 reads
2 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
9th Jun 2024 5:57pm
The Cataclysm
Locked within this prism
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
I feel the cataclysm
that looms close by
threatens to unscrew the sky
This expiration of dreams
is far worse than it seems
hope dying all around
with hardly a sound
Preachers stand on pews
spouting the good news
laced with bald faced lies
while they plan their alibis
As the mercury goes up
fills my empty tin cup
lets me beg for some more
time on this drowning shore
Makes me want to retire
before the waters get higher
a beachside condo on...
#apocalypse
#confessional
#environment
#religion
#WritingPoetry
14 reads
4 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
13th May 2022 10:04pm
13th May 2022 10:04pm
Mute
Poetry response: “For Alva Benson, And For Those
Who Have Learned To Speak” ~ Joy Harjo
Who then does speak for the ground
when it will not make a sound
holding its tongue
holding its breath
While those who claim to own it
have only ever shown it
deep disrespect
deep disdain
Filling up these smoggy skies
with a poison rain that cries
making all poetry bleed
making spring dreams now wilt
For Earth is a most rare poet
who still dares only...
Who Have Learned To Speak” ~ Joy Harjo
Who then does speak for the ground
when it will not make a sound
holding its tongue
holding its breath
While those who claim to own it
have only ever shown it
deep disrespect
deep disdain
Filling up these smoggy skies
with a poison rain that cries
making all poetry bleed
making spring dreams now wilt
For Earth is a most rare poet
who still dares only...
#earth
#environment
#pollution
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
17 reads
7 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
6th Nov 2017 2:25pm
6th Nov 2017 2:25pm
LEAVING THE CIRCLE
Round and round in the potter's wheel
I spin and spin and dizzy I feel
The family wanting me to fit their mold
Since very young, the days of old.
No regards that I am my own being
Just fit the mold and stop believing
That being your own person is suffice
To get by in the world where we reside.
For a great many years, they tried and tried
To get me to follow and abide.
A mold of me living in their tightly-squeezed box
While the real me buried under piles of rocks.
Training was no training at all ...
I spin and spin and dizzy I feel
The family wanting me to fit their mold
Since very young, the days of old.
No regards that I am my own being
Just fit the mold and stop believing
That being your own person is suffice
To get by in the world where we reside.
For a great many years, they tried and tried
To get me to follow and abide.
A mold of me living in their tightly-squeezed box
While the real me buried under piles of rocks.
Training was no training at all ...
#environment
18 reads
5 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
7th Jan 2019 9:06pm
7th Jan 2019 9:06pm
The Closing of State Route 126
electrocardiogram serration
of sierras
chaparral lives easily achromatic, pod
economy made to seed at hundreds degree
it’s supposed to burn
we’re not supposed to burn
they please to stay stay these hills
alien to their own, built
into the fiery notches
enter the shell popping
starling fleers, startling legs
bounding upward panorama
perspective is gained after, smoke snaked
a gnarl and dried out to the least common denominator
they root shallow root for their homestead
steady in the not knowing of kinder ...
of sierras
chaparral lives easily achromatic, pod
economy made to seed at hundreds degree
it’s supposed to burn
we’re not supposed to burn
they please to stay stay these hills
alien to their own, built
into the fiery notches
enter the shell popping
starling fleers, startling legs
bounding upward panorama
perspective is gained after, smoke snaked
a gnarl and dried out to the least common denominator
they root shallow root for their homestead
steady in the not knowing of kinder ...
#environment
#fire
#philosophical
20 reads
5 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
12th Jan 2019 3:55am
12th Jan 2019 3:55am
Pole
a pocky moon the mirror
of an overlarge cutlass
noses the oreo crest
the stars scatter
undyed feathers
of a faulty beanbag
under plush duress
the periphery irises
on a ship at napalm speed
upon receiving the sun shadows
send out sneaky perfume
a planed breath
leafing opal
curly chips of soap
alit on velvet wind
coats the swan deck
chopsticks pluck the olfactory
the rollover of a penguin's teal nap
before he looks for rocks
for his sweetheart ...
of an overlarge cutlass
noses the oreo crest
the stars scatter
undyed feathers
of a faulty beanbag
under plush duress
the periphery irises
on a ship at napalm speed
upon receiving the sun shadows
send out sneaky perfume
a planed breath
leafing opal
curly chips of soap
alit on velvet wind
coats the swan deck
chopsticks pluck the olfactory
the rollover of a penguin's teal nap
before he looks for rocks
for his sweetheart ...
#earth
#environment
20 reads
8 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2019 2:11am
3rd Jan 2019 2:11am
associative areas of the brain
Memory is made to fit space, to pause
of the box is to reconcile of nothingness and the possibility
of a swarming's orange blossom racing out of the eye
sockets in a reflection of the seconds,
once again a second time, of the seconds
that you fingered a twirl around the dead cells pushing
out of his head and the memory is at
capacity lost. Filled meter lights a warning
and somewhere a womanly being in stripes
presses the button under the counter.
Who comes to the rescue! but a blue-clad strain
of...
of the box is to reconcile of nothingness and the possibility
of a swarming's orange blossom racing out of the eye
sockets in a reflection of the seconds,
once again a second time, of the seconds
that you fingered a twirl around the dead cells pushing
out of his head and the memory is at
capacity lost. Filled meter lights a warning
and somewhere a womanly being in stripes
presses the button under the counter.
Who comes to the rescue! but a blue-clad strain
of...
#environment
#humankind
#learning
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
24 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 9:42am
30th Jun 2020 9:42am
Timely Melt
Sitting on a rock
or was it a cement block
under a modern sun
a frizzled sizzle
Melting like some wax
while lying on our backs
avoiding SPF 300
or any frilly parasol
Not thinking at all about the fall
or any hinter-winter
blanketing the scene
with a new ice age
Becoming all the rage
for Kardashian fashion
fur lined hip boots
oh so pretty in pink
All the while we think
about the timepiece ...
or was it a cement block
under a modern sun
a frizzled sizzle
Melting like some wax
while lying on our backs
avoiding SPF 300
or any frilly parasol
Not thinking at all about the fall
or any hinter-winter
blanketing the scene
with a new ice age
Becoming all the rage
for Kardashian fashion
fur lined hip boots
oh so pretty in pink
All the while we think
about the timepiece ...
#environment
25 reads
10 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
12th Jul 2021 10:57am
12th Jul 2021 10:57am
[Gaia Knows Our Truth]
Gaia knows our truth
shared it all so long ago
how did we forget
shared it all so long ago
how did we forget
#earth
#environment
#pollution
#confessional
#senryu
27 reads
10 Comments
Roguenarak
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:19pm
Moonlit Madness
There's a flagship that stole the moon
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
Dragged her through the mountains
Skewered its flank with a big harpoon
And the wolves cried in fountains
Why is the sun looking so grey now
It's missing the ghoulish messenger
Gravitating, orbitating little passenger
There's no night, all heads must bow
The blood of the astral body falls
Black splotches across the walls
After a while, anymals lay curled
Then blue waves consume the world
Has everybody gone insane?
Nobody rejoices at the destruction
Celebration...
#environment
#moon
#night #pollution
#night #pollution
43 reads
0 Comments
Villev
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 6:29pm
18th Mar 2025 6:29pm
What lies on the mountain’s other side
The journey to the peak
Arduous and long
Hillside the wind carries a song
At the top
Just beyond the clouds
Over the ice and snow caps
Only the silence howls on
The valleys lead toward
Cliffs and higher plains
Rare flowers bloom
Peeking in the sunlight
From within stone cracks
Deer and goats roam
Sunlight warmth
Upon their backs
The path to the top
The highest icy pinnacle
Climbers try to find
While paying no mind
To the vast thriving warm sun soaked
Abundant wilderness
all...
Arduous and long
Hillside the wind carries a song
At the top
Just beyond the clouds
Over the ice and snow caps
Only the silence howls on
The valleys lead toward
Cliffs and higher plains
Rare flowers bloom
Peeking in the sunlight
From within stone cracks
Deer and goats roam
Sunlight warmth
Upon their backs
The path to the top
The highest icy pinnacle
Climbers try to find
While paying no mind
To the vast thriving warm sun soaked
Abundant wilderness
all...
#environment
#mountains
#nature
59 reads
0 Comments
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