AaHarvey
Poem Published
Today 8:41am
Today 8:41am
Navajo spirit
The Amazon is amazing, so why are you still destroying,
Its beauty and your integrity? You are a monster devouring.
This natural beauty is in our way;
So we must destroy to build again.
We must cause Mother Nature incredible pain;
For she has given us all these trees and this bloody rain.
A forest stump wouldn’t complain about anything.
Oh no! A Navajo!
We must kick them out of their homes!
We come in peace,
Shoot to kill! Shoot to kill!
We come in peace,
Shoot to kill!
Er; Captain. Yes what is it? ...
Its beauty and your integrity? You are a monster devouring.
This natural beauty is in our way;
So we must destroy to build again.
We must cause Mother Nature incredible pain;
For she has given us all these trees and this bloody rain.
A forest stump wouldn’t complain about anything.
Oh no! A Navajo!
We must kick them out of their homes!
We come in peace,
Shoot to kill! Shoot to kill!
We come in peace,
Shoot to kill!
Er; Captain. Yes what is it? ...
#friendship
#America
#nature
#peace
#humankind
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0 Comments
Adzy
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:17am
Yesterday 9:17am
Weather
The sky turns to grey
The wind starts to bite
The rain begins to fall
The world ends tonight
The plates are now shifting
The ground starts to crack
The temperature's rising
There's no turning back
The tide gets restless
The ice melts in the sun
The lightning starts flashing
What have we all done?
The storm is approaching
Life will now halt
The world is dying
And its all our fault
The wind starts to bite
The rain begins to fall
The world ends tonight
The plates are now shifting
The ground starts to crack
The temperature's rising
There's no turning back
The tide gets restless
The ice melts in the sun
The lightning starts flashing
What have we all done?
The storm is approaching
Life will now halt
The world is dying
And its all our fault
#environment
#pollution
#nature
#humankind
#apocalypse
14 reads
2 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 10:16pm
19th Jul 2019 10:16pm
Forthright
Sitting here soaking in the Arizona sun
along with my good friend Casa Noble
and her perfect margarita blend
it's a world without end,
as I sip her in
swirling in all the flavours
delicately drifting upon my tongue
my heart beats as if I'm young
again, a newness I cant pretend
as you bring to life, me
amid the possibility
gripping me around my waist
I won't waste, the days and nights ahead
climbing in your bed
my chest you lay your head and heart
I know we're just about to start ...
along with my good friend Casa Noble
and her perfect margarita blend
it's a world without end,
as I sip her in
swirling in all the flavours
delicately drifting upon my tongue
my heart beats as if I'm young
again, a newness I cant pretend
as you bring to life, me
amid the possibility
gripping me around my waist
I won't waste, the days and nights ahead
climbing in your bed
my chest you lay your head and heart
I know we're just about to start ...
#love
#nature
#alcohol
38 reads
4 Comments
gorryone810
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 7:34pm
19th Jul 2019 7:34pm
Watching birds
I used to watch birds
And one day, I saw a pair of sparrows
Sitting on the window sill
They picked the corn and cheeped and whimpered
I used to watch birds
frolicing in the bird bath
grooming their feathers to impress each other
I used to watch birds
Building their nests in spring
In a tree so high no enemy could reach their fledglings
Until they were able to fly themselves.
I stopped watching birds
Beating their wings and soaring into the endless sky
Now my window is closed.
And one day, I saw a pair of sparrows
Sitting on the window sill
They picked the corn and cheeped and whimpered
I used to watch birds
frolicing in the bird bath
grooming their feathers to impress each other
I used to watch birds
Building their nests in spring
In a tree so high no enemy could reach their fledglings
Until they were able to fly themselves.
I stopped watching birds
Beating their wings and soaring into the endless sky
Now my window is closed.
#loneliness
#animals
#birds #nature
#birds #nature
19 reads
1 Comment
delanee
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 6:04pm
19th Jul 2019 6:04pm
Holiday Haiku VI
in the land of trolls
water falling from the hills
rocks scrubbed into art
water falling from the hills
rocks scrubbed into art
#beauty
#dreams
#nature
#holiday
#travel
23 reads
5 Comments
cold_fusion
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 5:25pm
19th Jul 2019 5:25pm
musings upon a morning's...
brush
with death
is what these canines and crowns
get through thrice most days
such horrible stench perhaps the one of decay
if not for the toothbrush's morbid routine
the washing
they say water cleanses, purifies
perhaps a symobilc ritualistic necessity
the bath
a futile fight against (one's) nature
yet we do it, till it is done, for us
the look
into the mirror
oh the mirror
how it tells me the opposite
of what i am
the linen ...
with death
is what these canines and crowns
get through thrice most days
such horrible stench perhaps the one of decay
if not for the toothbrush's morbid routine
the washing
they say water cleanses, purifies
perhaps a symobilc ritualistic necessity
the bath
a futile fight against (one's) nature
yet we do it, till it is done, for us
the look
into the mirror
oh the mirror
how it tells me the opposite
of what i am
the linen ...
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#humankind
#MyInspiration
#LifeCycle
39 reads
4 Comments
CSD1558
Minx
Minx
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 5:10pm
19th Jul 2019 5:10pm
Rose of Sharon
soft Summer breezes stir
pink blossoms bob in its wake
close your eyes, hear my sighs
something holy between us
serenity devine
Sharon is there, putting on her full display
no need for man's ornamentation
just her, in sweet simplicity nature's glory appreciated by us two
so down times road
when you are blessed to behold
Sharon's rose, Summer's perfection
think of me, not perfect, but ever...
pink blossoms bob in its wake
close your eyes, hear my sighs
something holy between us
serenity devine
Sharon is there, putting on her full display
no need for man's ornamentation
just her, in sweet simplicity nature's glory appreciated by us two
so down times road
when you are blessed to behold
Sharon's rose, Summer's perfection
think of me, not perfect, but ever...
#beauty
#nature
#crush
32 reads
13 Comments
AaHarvey
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 6:48am
19th Jul 2019 6:48am
Tiger
From the darkness comes a sound.
A heavy footstep on the ground.
The Earth it shakes and twigs are heard to break
And all the animals quickly run away.
From the shadows there comes a growl,
From a beast so deadly foul.
It moves so slowly as it prowls,
In search of something to kill; its face a picture of scowl.
Within the trees it is camouflaged.
It blends into the background
And from the jungle there comes an “arggh!”
A man to death is eternally bound.
The claws that rip and tear at skin, ...
A heavy footstep on the ground.
The Earth it shakes and twigs are heard to break
And all the animals quickly run away.
From the shadows there comes a growl,
From a beast so deadly foul.
It moves so slowly as it prowls,
In search of something to kill; its face a picture of scowl.
Within the trees it is camouflaged.
It blends into the background
And from the jungle there comes an “arggh!”
A man to death is eternally bound.
The claws that rip and tear at skin, ...
#dark
#dreams
#death
#animals
#nature
20 reads
3 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
19th Jul 2019 4:31am
19th Jul 2019 4:31am
As Above, So Below (The Eagle And The Scorpion)
Aloft, its wings rose on the breeze,
teetering in the wavering whim of the
wind's persuasion;
Eagle, feathered in armor
searches for what it needs
and only takes that from
the land it surveys.
It brings the weak, the lame
to their final throes,
removing blinds from their eyes
in a way that becomes necessary
to their completion and ascension.
The eagle wants it's prey to
see what it sees,
this is how it merges with what it loves
and admires as precious red manna
pecked from skins and furs...
teetering in the wavering whim of the
wind's persuasion;
Eagle, feathered in armor
searches for what it needs
and only takes that from
the land it surveys.
It brings the weak, the lame
to their final throes,
removing blinds from their eyes
in a way that becomes necessary
to their completion and ascension.
The eagle wants it's prey to
see what it sees,
this is how it merges with what it loves
and admires as precious red manna
pecked from skins and furs...
#animals
#nature
#astrology
#spiritual
#LifeCycle
24 reads
5 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 5:13pm
18th Jul 2019 5:13pm
ABUNDANCE
Chicory and dandelion
Acorns and fennel bulbs
Food is all around us
Though we've made ourselves
So ill-equipped to deal
With abundance
Acorns and fennel bulbs
Food is all around us
Though we've made ourselves
So ill-equipped to deal
With abundance
#nature
#food
20 reads
2 Comments
Ammonite
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 3:43pm
18th Jul 2019 3:43pm
De Morte Bombus
On summer's sun-warmed stones
That pave the yard behind our home
Old bumblebee had paused to rest.
It lay there still in evening's chill
No longer moving - we thought it dead,
Then one black leg it feebly moved.
Greek honey with warm water thinned
And laid a drop beside its head.
Down came the feeding tube to drink;
It sucked and sucked and drank some more.
So into shelter the bee we took
And left more nectar to give it strength.
We thought by morning it would have flown
But sadly found it lying dead.
We...
That pave the yard behind our home
Old bumblebee had paused to rest.
It lay there still in evening's chill
No longer moving - we thought it dead,
Then one black leg it feebly moved.
Greek honey with warm water thinned
And laid a drop beside its head.
Down came the feeding tube to drink;
It sucked and sucked and drank some more.
So into shelter the bee we took
And left more nectar to give it strength.
We thought by morning it would have flown
But sadly found it lying dead.
We...
#kindness
#death
#animals #nature
#animals #nature
17 reads
0 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
18th Jul 2019 5:17am
18th Jul 2019 5:17am
From Mushroom Rings To Redwood Trees
Grasp, reluctant to scattered release-
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
--------- ...
Sprouts of air, into dust drifted seeds-
Floated trip, held high, on springing breeze-
---
All will fall, and find nestle in dirt-
Patience itself, awaiting own birth-
Taking nothing, to give in return-
---
Given to ride, on winds reternal grip-
Embrace of both, released in their kiss-
Anytime dew, formed from crisp fallen mist-
---
Anew lover, formed from flight beneath-
Glimpse of grasp, as symbiotics meet-
And thus, the thirst, gives itself to seed-
--------- ...
#birth
#earth
#forest
#trees
#nature
17 reads
7 Comments
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