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.

Source

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

Human Missconceptions

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


Inspiered by the beautiful artwork shared by The Sunday Muse.

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

Source

Pansarbjørne visitor

Image Source

Frost-moon
Silver light
Shining, sparkling, revealing
Human wreckage, no future
Witness

Visitor
Deepest winter
Searching, roaring, defending
Come to save kindred
Pansarbjørne


Escape
Old home
Warming, thawing, changing
Polar bears place lost
Flee

Alone
Without hope
Hurting, starving, dying
Mourning lost ice life
Solitary

Cold-moon
Different world
Snowing, freezing, theming
Without thinking destroying ape
Snow-moon

Frost-moon
Deepest winter
Warning, thawing, changing
Mourning lost ice life
Snow-moon

© REDCAT

Written to the beautiful image from Sunday Muse # 94. I really wanted to write something with a little hope in it, but that seems so hard right now.

Then for some reason, one particular bear came to mind. And I tried to imagine him or one of his Pansarbjørne-kin to come and rescue our polar bears.

Also I’ve been practicing writing didactic Cinquains and ended up by trying my hand at a Garland cinquain.

It rains! Right?

Brocken Inaglory [CC BY-SA]

– But Sir! Water is getting scarce!

– I don’t care if water is getting scarce.
– We’ll buy it! We’ll buy all the land, and get all the water and air rights.
So we can keep water our gardens in the desert.
Keep filling out swimming pools next to the ocean.
Keep flying our private jets hither and thither.

– Sir. May I ask? The people…

– It rains all the time. People will have rain water. 

– It will be great! 

– You’ll see…


Sometimes reality feels way more trough-the-looking-glass wacky then fiction itself. Satire, irony and gallows-humor is my way of coping.

The first contribution to the weekly challenge: WATER at earthweal.

Eden of havoc

© REDCAT

You are here for judgment by the Gods,
You may put faith in us, But We do not bear responsibility for your actions.

The Rock cries out to us today,
You may stand upon me, But do not hide your face.
The Sea butts us about today,
You may swim within me, But do not deny your inaction.
The Wind whines to us today,
You may use my power, But do not avert your eyes.
The Fire roars around us today,
You may use my warmth, But do not harden your heart.

Mother Earth accuses us today,
You may be birthed by me, But do not expect a gentle Eden.

Humanity flails around, Still playing King of the hill, No Age of Aquarius in sight.
Siblings fighting over every toy, Wreaking havoc wherever we go.
Can we evolve, Grow up, Come together, Save ourselves?


144 words, without the title.
Written for Prosery 1/20/20: “The Rock cries out…”
This one is a prose poem I believe…

Prosery this week ask us to incorporate the following quote;

“The Rock cries out to us today, You may stand upon me, But do not hide your face.”

Maya Angelou, “On the Pulse of Morning” (excerpt) from On the Pulse of Morning. Copyright © 1993 by Maya Angelou. Used by permission of Random House, an imprint and division of Penguin Random House LLC. All rights reserved.
Source: The Complete Collected Poems of Maya Angelou (Random House Inc., 1994)

Barnstorming Roar


No more mild voiced protests!
Roar!
No more asking please wealthy Sir!
Roar!
No more dishonest promises believed!
Roar!
No more hiding abuse!
Roar!
No more asking for rights!
Roar!
No more begging for nature!
Roar!
No longer abiding no change in silence!
Roar!

© REDCAT

Written for Quadrille #94: Roaring in the New at dVerse.

I have to confess being very stuck on Australia burning, and the horrible truth, that we have to act NOW, but nowhere there is enough political or grass-root public WILL (right now) to START ACTING!!!

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