.
Patiently nurturing body and soul
Fostering the feeling of coming home
Loving and giving her all
That they know she’ll be there forever
Fulfilling their wants and meeting their needs
So please, please don’t abuse her trust
Nor assume her kindness without return
Or Mother Earth will burn away
With no-thing left for another day
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©Denise G Allen, 01 May 2014 09:29
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01/05/2014 at 10:29 am
Hear, hear!
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02/05/2014 at 7:00 am
There is still no sense of urgency, Col, even though we now have proof of the results of the damage we cause the environment.
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01/05/2014 at 2:16 pm
Your beautiful poem and its sensibility to the Earth reminded me of The Wild Iris by Louise Gluck…do you know it?
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wild-iris/
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02/05/2014 at 6:58 am
No, I haven’t read it. Thanks so much for the introduction, John!
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01/05/2014 at 4:59 pm
When her patience is drained
by this human reign
no trace will remain
not one single stain
of they who have caused her
such pain.
(Or in other words; payback’s a b**th)
Paul Simon’s “Mother Earth” is a perfect fit for this super post Denise, give it a listen.
Jake.
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02/05/2014 at 6:57 am
Lovely words, Jake. 🙂
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02/05/2014 at 4:58 am
i dont look forward to that day…
i wrote tonight about a disaster that has happened here locally,
though they say there will be no permanent damage…ugh…
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02/05/2014 at 6:55 am
There is always a permanent stain, Brian. I think people are still far too casual about the need for conserving our earth in as pristine a condition as we possibly can.
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