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.
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
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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
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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
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
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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
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missjem56
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 1:41pm
21st Jan 2025 1:41pm
Black 'n' Blue
Climate change
Will, with utmost certainty
Worsen
As the worlds' parasitic leaders
Continue to flagrantly ignore
Both the science, and reality
As they continue
To rape, and pillage
Our tiny planet village
Many small countries, making big changes
But
If the big countries don't make changes
Then whatever the minorities do
Will have little impact
On slowing down
The overall destruction
Planet Earth is blue.........was blue
Not going green
by Jemia
Will, with utmost certainty
Worsen
As the worlds' parasitic leaders
Continue to flagrantly ignore
Both the science, and reality
As they continue
To rape, and pillage
Our tiny planet village
Many small countries, making big changes
But
If the big countries don't make changes
Then whatever the minorities do
Will have little impact
On slowing down
The overall destruction
Planet Earth is blue.........was blue
Not going green
by Jemia
#earth
#environment
#fate #pollution
#fate #pollution
39 reads
1 Comment
Isgyppie_
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 6:19am
18th Dec 2024 6:19am
The Earth
The Earth cries in accord with all of it’s dwellers
The Earth rebels far before we stand up
The Earth absorbs the mistakes of the people
The Earth carries the burdens of shattered souls
The Earth will be heard with deafening sequence
The Earth will mourn for natural resource gone dry
The Earth will curse the ones who ravage
The Earth will swallow all who've stood by
The Earth rebels far before we stand up
The Earth absorbs the mistakes of the people
The Earth carries the burdens of shattered souls
The Earth will be heard with deafening sequence
The Earth will mourn for natural resource gone dry
The Earth will curse the ones who ravage
The Earth will swallow all who've stood by
#earth
#environment
42 reads
1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:02pm
11th Jan 2025 4:02pm
Out Human
Mother
Earth
is
fucked!
Continually
'gang'
raped
Humanities
shame......
by Jemia
Earth
is
fucked!
Continually
'gang'
raped
Humanities
shame......
by Jemia
#earth
#environment
#murder #pollution
#murder #pollution
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 5:49am
3rd Jan 2025 5:49am
A Grove By The Gate
Sigh of night's eternal breath
Shadowed leaves, whispered secrets play
A grove lies still enwreathed in living death
Its ancient boughs eclipsing moonlit sway
There, 'mid the glade, a well of blackened stone
Its depths unplumbed, its waters dark as grief
Hums a tune in voices not its own
A mournful hymn beneath the verdant thief
Yet by the grove a gate of lambent gold
Illumined bright against the umbral tide
Stands sentinel, its mysteries untold
A beacon’s gleam where wandering shades abide
The well and gate—two...
Shadowed leaves, whispered secrets play
A grove lies still enwreathed in living death
Its ancient boughs eclipsing moonlit sway
There, 'mid the glade, a well of blackened stone
Its depths unplumbed, its waters dark as grief
Hums a tune in voices not its own
A mournful hymn beneath the verdant thief
Yet by the grove a gate of lambent gold
Illumined bright against the umbral tide
Stands sentinel, its mysteries untold
A beacon’s gleam where wandering shades abide
The well and gate—two...
#dark
#earth
#environment
#fiction
#night
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oldmanG
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 4:02am
15th Dec 2024 4:02am
Burning Blue
Burning Blue
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
Flames lick my palm
Dance upon flickering light
Sweat builds up on my brow
As I push the plough
Digging down to my essence
Pull back the shade
Hear barks in the distance
In the in between I observed
Glaciers melting
RIse the sea
Look at me
No look at me
Puddles forming
Below the corncob pipe
Magnify a fly
Or magnify a human
Temp rising
Dehydrate drink some water
Basin is drying up
In a desert of thirsty beings...
#earth
#environment
#vulnerability
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
12th Nov 2024 7:55pm
12th Nov 2024 7:55pm
Blood In The Loch, Freedom Flowing Fjord
By loch and glen, the shadows grow
The heather drinks the twilight’s glow
With Robert’s men, we ride as one
Beneath the moon, behind the sun
The confessor marches with blades of steel
Their boots do crush the Highland’s keel
But o’er the fjord, the echoes ring
With battle songs we proudly sing
Through mist and stone, our paths are made
The sword our guide, the bow our trade
The stag does leap, the raven cries
And freedom lights the coldest skies
We strike by night, a shadow’s blade
In Bruce’s name, the price is...
The heather drinks the twilight’s glow
With Robert’s men, we ride as one
Beneath the moon, behind the sun
The confessor marches with blades of steel
Their boots do crush the Highland’s keel
But o’er the fjord, the echoes ring
With battle songs we proudly sing
Through mist and stone, our paths are made
The sword our guide, the bow our trade
The stag does leap, the raven cries
And freedom lights the coldest skies
We strike by night, a shadow’s blade
In Bruce’s name, the price is...
#death
#environment
#narrative
#rhyming
#war
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 2:05pm
2nd Nov 2024 2:05pm
The Law and Other Trifles
Down in the bayou, where the moss hangs low
And the gators lie quiet in the water’s slow flow
The law come sniffin’ with their collars tight
But they don’t belong in the swamp at night
With lanterns high and their boots so clean
Cut through the cane where the ghosts ain't seen
But the folks here know where the shadows creep
And the secrets kept in the waters deep
The bayou don’t care for a badge or a name
And it don’t bow down to a city man’s claim
So they come with their guns and their silver stars
But the swamp don’t reckon...
And the gators lie quiet in the water’s slow flow
The law come sniffin’ with their collars tight
But they don’t belong in the swamp at night
With lanterns high and their boots so clean
Cut through the cane where the ghosts ain't seen
But the folks here know where the shadows creep
And the secrets kept in the waters deep
The bayou don’t care for a badge or a name
And it don’t bow down to a city man’s claim
So they come with their guns and their silver stars
But the swamp don’t reckon...
#countryside
#environment
#LifeStruggles
#narrative
#rhyming
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About the Environment
