Wednesday, August 23, 2017

WITHOUT THOUGHT -- Poets United / Midweek Motif -- Nature: her words

            WITHOUT THOUGHT

end of summer                       grasshoppers galore               snakes in the shade

lizards as well                         it is the noon hour                  birds are silent

they have gone where birds go    when it is hot                    they also seek shade  

perhaps they wait for a cooler afternoon      clouds bank over the mountains

                                     

a pearly white             against a clear New Mexican blue     weeds crowd the garden       

trees in full leaf                      every shade of green              she whispers                          

take care/beware                   life is tender                           treat nature carefully

lovingly                        nature is abundant when we do        a paradise



as humans, we have done it all          dug in the earth          for ancient fuel

polluted most everything       we touched                             soiled our cage

we have given no thought      to the young                            that will follow

nor thought of the animals      who share our space             it is a time of “greed”

we have raped and plundered    without knowledge             without thought

August 23, 2017



                         

                                                                                                           


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9 comments:

indybev said...

From the wonders to the horrors. Well put.

Susan said...

At first I thought of instinct we see in small animals and plants, and then thought, oh no! Could it be this is instinct in humans, too? But in fact, instinct and thoughtlessness are not the same. Humans have a choice, and I hear you rue what we do with that choice.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I am visualizing the creatures in your hot summer afternoon, and love the trees whispering to us to take care. I so feel all you express in this poem, my friend.

Marja said...

From serene beauty to human thoughtlessness Well written

Carrie Van Horn said...

You have captured the spectrum of it Annell....from the wonder to the devastation of man's ways. Strong message in your lines!

Sumana Roy said...

'Without Thought' indeed! Really don't know how could humans afford to be such reckless! Love the idyllic scenes in the first half of the poem.

ayala said...

Wonderful images you captured. Strong message.

kaykuala said...

as humans, we have done it all
polluted most everything we touched
we have given no thought to the young

Humanity is the cause of many disasters but nature seems able to soldier on against the odds!

Hank

Mary said...

The first two stanzas are beautiful and peaceful - expressing all that nature is. The final stanza is disconcerting, expressing vividly how humans have 'soiled the cage.' Powerful.

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