GREEN AND POWDER

This picture has been on my phone for close to two months. Each time I turn my attention to it, it gives me reminds me of the ‘nature will survive’ philosophy I have forced my self to believe over the years.

Trust me, with all the events in the world one would be very quick to assume that nature is doomed for damnation but there’s hope.

That hope is you and I. As lovers of nature, we are expected to save it from the glaring death grip of industrialization.

Can you spare nature ten minutes of your time on DWW PICTURE POETRY?

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CurvyRedGurl
1 month ago

The barrel of the gun
clouds of fumes
exhausting Mother Nature
our children all have asthma.
Many rain forests are gone
the Amazon a smoldering wilderness
where river dolphins once swam
With gun powder in the air
another final blast from a conceded Master
our death is an imminent disaster. – Ad (CRG)

@Tetrametracall1
1 month ago

Burning Embers
———————–
Storms find our horizons
green flash on the sun
like a cold slap in winter
gone down this road before.

We taste the powder’s strike
forests abandon our world
we’re losing flower children
no place left for Eden’s garden.

I see your dreaming face 
like clouds slipping away
wanting to find me
crying over burning embers.

Last edited 1 month ago by @Tetrametracall1
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