Human Missconceptions (2020 Re-post)

Art by helldivo at DeviantArt 

We see trees to fell

We fail to hear the stories a forest can tell

Timber to count

Of life giving life, until we come Gaia’s fount

Land to clear

Rebirth and renewal every year

Fields to sow

How nature nothing away throws

We see nature as something to tame

Our beloved planet will never be the same

We must learn, or live in man made hell
Teach each other to hard challenges surmount
Learn to hold our only planet dear
Accept that to some laws of nature we must bow
Because if Earth dies beneath our feet, we only got ourselves to blame

© RedCat


Re-post comment:

Nearly a year on I wish I could say we have taken strides to change our behavior. To remind us all this becomes this week’s archive poem.

In The Anthropocene Hymnal we share poetry about our slow sleepwalk into Armageddon.



Inspiered by the beautiful artwork shared by The Sunday Muse.

Also posted to Writers’ Pantry #34 at Poets and Storytellers United.

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Reading: ‘Destiny of this earth’ by Gabriela Marie Milton


To mark the publication of The Anthropocene Hymnal, Ingrid present her reading of ‘Destiny of this earth’ by Gabriela Marie Milton, which is included in the anthology.

Over the next few weeks, many of the poets from the anthology will be featured, so you can get to know a bit more about them, and their contributions to the book.

I am truly grateful for being able to contribute poems and share these readings of the project.

This poem is so true and touching it brings tears to my eyes.

“Destiny of this earth, you are my destiny too.”

From Destiny of this Earth by Gabriela Marie Milton

Reading: ‘Destiny of this earth’ by Gabriela Marie Milton

Gabriela Marie Milton

Gabriela Marie Milton is an internationally published author. Her literary work appeared in various magazines and anthologies. Under the pen name Gabriela M she was awarded 2019 Author of the Year at Spillwords Press (NYC). Her piece If I say I love you was nominated for 2020 Spillwords Press Publication of the Year (Poetic).  She is the author of Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings published by Vita Brevis Press in April 2020. 

Her new collection of poetry, Woman: Splendor and Sorrow will be published by Vita Brevis Press on July 31, 2021. 

https://shortprose.blog/


The Anthropocene Hymnal is out now on Amazon.

Reading: ‘When I come back, I will be grief’ by Sherry Marr


Today, Ingrid reads the second poem from The Anthropocene Hymnal, ‘When I come back, I will be grief,’ by Sherry Marr. It is a hugely emotive piece, and Sherry’s words feel more timely than ever:


‘When I come back, I will be grief,’ by Sherry Marr.

This is another poem felt to the core of being.

How can we stand idly by and do nothing as things gets rapidly worse?


The Anthropocene Hymnal is out now on Amazon.

Sherry Marr

Sherry Marr has written since she was a child. She has been in love with the natural world all her life; it informs most of her poems, as does the climate crisis and the suffering of creatures in the non-human realm. She has been writing in the online poetry community since 2010. She lives in Clayoquot Sound on the West Coast of Canada. Many of her poems sing of its beauty.

https://stardreamingwithsherrybluesky.blogspot.com/


You can read the original post at Experiments in Fiction.

Reading: Slow Sleepwalk into Armageddon


Below you will find a video of Ingrid Wilson reading ‘Slow Sleepwalk into Armageddon.’ This is the opening poem from The Anthropocene Hymnal, and it expresses her frustration at our apparent inability to see the havoc we are wreaking on our home planet. It is becoming harder and harder to sleepwalk, however, with catastrophic climate events recurring with a frightening regularity.


The Anthropocene Hymnal is out now on Amazon.

I find this poem apt and powerfully touchning. It so well describe humanity’s behavior for most of the decades of my life. The science that we are ruining and wreaking havoc on our earthly paradise has been there long enough.

Yet, we haven’t acted!


Reading: Slow Sleepwalk into Armageddon

Ingrid Wilson

Ingrid is a writer and poet, originally from the U.K, who has lived and travelled widely in Europe. Her travels and experience of life in different lands has greatly influenced her writing. She writes poetry, short fiction and some factual pieces.

Ingrid was voted Spillwords Author of the Month for Jan-Feb 2021, and has had her work published in a variety of literary magazines both online and in print. Her writing on mental health and her battle with PMDD is due to be included in a new anthology from Indie Blu(e) Publishing.

Most recently, Ingrid has published The Anthropocene Hymnal: a poetry anthology designed to raise awareness of the climate crisis and raise money for WWF. She also tends the bar at dVerse poets pub!

https://experimentsinfiction.com


You can read the original post at Experiments in Fiction.


Image by sippakorn yamkasikorn from Pixabay

The Anthropocene Hymnal – An Experiments in Fiction Publication. Out now!


I’m very proud and happy to tell you that The Anthropocene Hymnal – An Experiments in Fiction Publication. Is out now! I’m as bursting with joy and gratitude today as I where when the editor asked me to participate with two poems. Mother of Creation and Leaves fall to Moulder.
Below you’ll find all purchase information.

The Anthropocene Hymnal is a collection of 63 poems from 34 poets from across the world. Beautifully illustrated by Valdis Stakle and with cover art by Kerfe Roig, the anthology is the brainchild of Ingrid Wilson, and in her own words is “a unique response to an unprecedented crisis.”

The second part of the book looks at what hope means in difficult times – what we still have to hold on to – what can still be done. Taking the form of invocation and prayer, these poems cast a thread to find a way through and call on that in us which is bigger than our current crisis.  RedCat’s Mother of Creation gives new names to hope, while Kerfe Roig’s Mercy 1 and 2(after ML Smoker)  speaks of  finding a way back from despair with “You leave a candle burning, / place it in the window.”

Excerpts from the Advance review by Lindi-Ann Hewitt-Coleman

You can find a list with all the contributors here.

For more information and several readings of poems go to Experiments in Fiction.



The waiting is over! You can now purchase The Anthropocene Hymnal in Paperback and Kindle format from Amazon (just select your relevant region).

There is also a PDF version of the book available. The PDF is not sold but revived in response to a donation to the WWF Fundraiser. Once you have made your donation (minimum €3 or equivalent in your currency) please email confirmation to experimentsinfiction@protonmail.com and and the PDF will be sent by return email. The aim is to respond to your email and send you the PDF within 24 hours of receiving it. The editor will also be making regular personal donations of the Amazon royalties as and when I receive them. Please follow my fundraiser page for updates!


Restless rest (2020 Re-post)

Terry Marks, Nightmare in a Mirror

Re-post comment:

I’ve had a little ache in my shoulder for a couple of weeks. Nothing major. Until today. When it exploded into – want to scream with pain every time I move my arm to much or too fast. Tried to take a rest earlier today, but lying down just made it worse.

So anticipating a night of restless rest tonight. Which is why this is this week’s Wandering the Archives Wednesday.



Haunted nights
Disrupted sleep
Grinding theeth

Heart-longed ghosts
Reawaken grief
Daylight seize

Angry wraiths
Trauma made
Flashback gave

Phantom could-have-been
Raises fear
Near-miss dear

Lonely-heart specter
Honest trust
Hope dust

Shades erupting
Legions burned
Can humans learn

Poet quills
Nighttime fills
Worrywart stills

© REDCAT

I’ve had a couple of weeks of restless rest. The death-rebirth energies surrounding midwinter tends to do that. Especially if you work with yourself then.

Add to that the realization that climate change is not longer a thing of the future. Climate emergency is NOW. So we should ACT NOW. Stop consuming so much! Choose better materials. Work towards not using fossil fuels. And so on and so forth. All the things I feel like a broken record for repeating again, and again, and again.

As icing on the cake comes angst as a beloved friend, and several others, had a near miss with death. Senseless violence that’s probably aimed at someone, but shows total lack of care for human life. Again, loss of life is down to sheer coincidences. I really don’t want to live in a world where some think blowing a bomb, nearly talking a building, is a correct response to anything!

Poem written for weekly challenge: GHOSTS at earthweal.

Gaia Speaks

The Blue Marble –  taken on December 7, 1972, by the crew of the Apollo 17

I am the Earth
I am the sky
The life giving waters
The all consuming fires

To me you belong from birth
Until the day you die
All creatures are my sons and daughters
Through the eons until the sun’s heat expires

Again and again I see souls rebirth
Sometimes a soul ascend, grow wings to with spirits fly
You need to nurture those deep diving free thinkers
To let them hope and change inspire

Otherwise you’ll die on a barren earth
Damned however much you then regrets cry
The time to act is now! Do better!
Do what your mother Gaia requires

Stop being nature destroying vampires!

©RedCat

Written for Poetics: Exploring the Narrative Voice at dVerse. For some reason this one was hard. Perhaps because I needed to choose my narrative voice before starting, instead of just having it happen as I go along.

This is the second time I’ve written in Gaia’s voice. The first was a Gaia’s Nightmare, a flash fiction piece.


Gaea by Anselm Feuerbach, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

Floating Around Everywhere – April Ekphrastic Challenge

Magic is Afoot – Kerfe Roig

I

There’s magic in the air
floating around
everywhere

Making hearts ignite and flare
love abounds
anywhere

Leaving souls exposed and bare
astonished sounds
everywhere

People find they do care
for our home round
floating in space somewhere

II

There’s change in the air
floating around
everywhere

Of the dangers let’s be aware
before the ground
is lifeless both here and there

We musn’t give up and despair
our guilt compound
by hiding scared

Of our faults we’re now aware
let hope be found
everywhere

III

There’s evolution in the air
floating around
everywhere

We must accept there’s no time to spare
the alarm has sounded
everywhere

Voices lift in solemn prayers
let healthy nature be found
anywhere

Minds meld and wishes share
heal Earth’s wounds
everywhere

©RedCat

From the magical to the very real. Written inspired by the image and by the fact that it seems like more and more people are waking up to the fact that we have to do something about the environmental disaster NOW!

To see all art and read all poems for today go to The Wombwell Rainbow.

Also shared with earthweal Earth Day challenge: RESTORE OUR EARTH.


Kerfe Roig

A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand PointingSilver Birch PressYellow Chair ReviewThe song is…Pure HaikuVisual VerseThe Light EkphrasticScribe BaseThe Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100Incandescent MindPea River JournalFiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs, https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/  (which she does with her friend Nina), and https://kblog.blog/, and see more of her work on her website http://kerferoig.com/

April Ekphrastic Challenge – GloPoWriMo 2021

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