Winter is looming, Acid rain fouling the ground Populace booming. Foliage much that’s dead, Sleeping with the time of year, Leaving much to dread. Making air so black, Coal ash, gas fumes, toxic waste, Lung cells hurting back. Smoke, fire pits burning, Loss of photosynthesis, Folks just aren’t learning. by Joni Caggiano, Nov. 15, 2019 … Continue reading Photosynthesis
Category: Nature
Toxic Water
The great whale will die, eating Islands of plastic, while many don’t care. In a turtle’s nose, lodged within a plastic straw, causing constant pain. Killing the ocean, no cares for the future child, hearts lack devotion. By Joni Caggiano (Three Haikus) 11/13/19 Photo by Joni - Olympus - E520
Autumn Moment
A tree frog sang by the gutter, raindrops still lingering, Prayers coming forth from the praying Carolina mantis, Anoles slowly ascend the dying vines on the porch screen, While the Banded Sphinx moth struggles to free itself, Caught timelessly posing between summer and fall. by Joni Caggiano 11/8/19 Photo courtesy of Husband (Scott Caggiano) iPhone … Continue reading Autumn Moment
The Lonely Glass
Dark as coal was the night, as my body aches with youthful memories of your tender touches. Days spent in fallow fields with unwavering wildflowers on a tattered quilt tossed in the trunk. The clatter of your camera snapping as I would become Your muse while playing in the water like a child. Dusk by … Continue reading The Lonely Glass
To Launder in Love
No rationale for the sorrow which often floods our hearts Through an awful thicket armed with spikey painful needles Edging along this dreadful path cautiously we shall ponder Why to visit now, this trail of tears we precipitously wonder. Drowning in this uninvited sensation and under we do go Violent are the waves of regret … Continue reading To Launder in Love
Hope for Tomorrow
Hope is an open bottle catching rain, When thirst comes without water. A prayer that ceases any child’s pain. The crevice that brings forth a flower, Land that is dried and longs for rain, Life in the desert after a vital shower. In the airport both the smiles and tears, As we come and go … Continue reading Hope for Tomorrow
Smell (Fourth in the sense series)
Walking by the wooded creek the fallen leaves and scent of murky water reaches my nose. The carcass of a now lifeless squirrel lays posed as fire ants are eating decaying putrid flesh. Smoke from dried wood and trash offend my nose hairs as harsh chemicals float above my head. The protective smell of the … Continue reading Smell (Fourth in the sense series)
The Artist
We live in between our own anxious, gasping breaths, On wonderland that is neither somewhere or nowhere, Up and down lies carefully on its side and dares to think, Within our creative cells and tortured thoughts derive, Pen, brush, music, and lens we work to capture the eyes, Expressing our images with the naked utter … Continue reading The Artist
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 … Continue reading Chase the Deep
Hearing (Second in the sense series)
Evocative eight notes of the Barred Owl as he seeks, A female he will partake in a duet with for weeks, In the early fall at dusk, his longing hoot seems to peak. Who cooks for you, who cooks for you is his retold song, As he waits and dreams, a willful female will come … Continue reading Hearing (Second in the sense series)
