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.
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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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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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
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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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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
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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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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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Free Energy
If the masses
The consumers
The electorats
OH sorry
You people
Had free energy
You people would then become
Independent
Not a good idea
You see
That's why we own
The patent office
IF we didn't own it
Control would be
Shall we say
A little DiffiCULT
TO Harvest
Anything
Or Anyone
The consumers
The electorats
OH sorry
You people
Had free energy
You people would then become
Independent
Not a good idea
You see
That's why we own
The patent office
IF we didn't own it
Control would be
Shall we say
A little DiffiCULT
TO Harvest
Anything
Or Anyone
#earth
#environment
#evolution
#pollution
#technology
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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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Bobbi Wilson
Bobbi Wilson
9 yr old environmentalist
Tryin to control and spray the lantern flys
Doing her part with help from Tik tok
Made up a mix to get rid of them
Dish soap n apple vinegar
Sprayed on the trees and sidewalk
Now this is where the bigotry seeps in
Man calls 911 said some little black woman
Was causing a stir
Said he doesn’t know what hell she’s doing
Scares him though
Mom went to a council hearing
Said she doesn’t want to label
But she’s black and a mom
Wants to share point of view
Man...
9 yr old environmentalist
Tryin to control and spray the lantern flys
Doing her part with help from Tik tok
Made up a mix to get rid of them
Dish soap n apple vinegar
Sprayed on the trees and sidewalk
Now this is where the bigotry seeps in
Man calls 911 said some little black woman
Was causing a stir
Said he doesn’t know what hell she’s doing
Scares him though
Mom went to a council hearing
Said she doesn’t want to label
But she’s black and a mom
Wants to share point of view
Man...
#childhood
#environment
#heroic #racism
#heroic #racism
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Blinkered (5-7-5)
Slow
dying
planet
The
whole
world
falls
asleep
Woke,
not
yet
awake.......
by Jemia
dying
planet
The
whole
world
falls
asleep
Woke,
not
yet
awake.......
by Jemia
#environment
#LifeCycle
#pollution
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Breathe a Breath
Breathe to me a breath I can share
Breath a breath that saves the earth
Climate will hurt us
if we are ignorant to the land
that burns us and quakes us and spins tornadoes
We should all agree living not dying
Is better than not existing even a little bit
So temperatures rise and we can’t lie
Bacon is burning breakfast on asphalt
Breathe a breathe that saves all of us
Plant a tree give oxygen to peoplekind
As fires burn the west 80 foot flames in Greece
No...
Breath a breath that saves the earth
Climate will hurt us
if we are ignorant to the land
that burns us and quakes us and spins tornadoes
We should all agree living not dying
Is better than not existing even a little bit
So temperatures rise and we can’t lie
Bacon is burning breakfast on asphalt
Breathe a breathe that saves all of us
Plant a tree give oxygen to peoplekind
As fires burn the west 80 foot flames in Greece
No...
#earth
#environment
#fire #water
#fire #water
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About the Environment