My big window parading all my friends so close by, yet no one tattled or told me today was the day they would die. Yesterday, the sun was a bit worn-out, and some rain cried while wetting the earth, but still, I saw the new Creeping Jenny’s annual birth. My eyes don’t work well…
Category: deforestation
My poem haiti-the forgotten dying land now featured on edge of humanity
scant trees hold precious life in soildownpours run without mercyflushing minerals into low landscharcoal created from the sparse bushtiny fingers burn on hot boiling potof small green leaves collectedoverfished waters leave nets lying emptysilent goat bones weave like shadowsstomachs ache like a black tooth decaying blank stares of a slave child with a swollen bellychained…
My Poem, “Haiti – The Forgotten Dying Land,” Now Part Of The Anthology, “Inner Eye”
My Dear Friends, I’m very excited to announce that I’m going to be included along with other fellow writers in the anthology “Inner Eye”! My poem, “Haiti – The Forgotten Dying Land” will be part of this printed publication, available now for purchase at Poet’s Choice (please scroll down the Home page to see…
Lonely Maple
binding myself in utter nakedness to your trunkcolors calling to me like the flute upon your lipsancient maple oozing sap now clinging to my armsamid my breast, it falls, saturating my fiery blooddivulging her centuries of secrets, we both weepfires, poison fumes, and humans create her sorrowlast, in this primal forest, for the others are…
Scorched Earth
Drifting in and out through the crying blackened bushRestricting airflow from seeking lung cells that pushTowards pockets of coolness and a nontoxic timeTo a land where the killing of nature is a real crimeWhere bullets and hatred don’t govern the dayAnd children with asthma come out safely to play An environment where oodles of patents…
The Earth Cries
love brought a great stormto quiet the hate in allbringing hope and peace teardrops fall silentwhile the Amazon sleeps hotanimals cry out the youth demand changeto save the green planet earthand her water blue God’s great birth of lifeis not ours to take awaybut one to preserve Haiku by Joni 1/2/20 From Wikipedia From Jan….
Toxic Dreams
Floating leisurely in a sailing, solar-powered glass ballSearching intently for life over the harsh endless sprawl. Beneath me fine dust and a limb from a long-ago burnt tree,I was becoming frightened as my ball was close to the sea. Although colorless sulfur dioxide was surrounding me,The clean air in my bubble came with a cost;…
Chase the Deep
Floating in an ancient bubble of magic water, Shelter frees me from the toxic air outside, Ascending quickly fiery hot fueling forest fires, No stench of noxious fumes can seize me, For Angels pass me by with wings of feathers fair, They know many humans just don’t seem to care. Deforestation is unbridled and now…
