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Arise

Arise, you song birds sing in morning dew; The flow’ry host to colour fields and furrows, And sap of Spring runs gold in willows veins; As tender leaves unfold to speak of birth, Fresh mountain ranges iced give life anew— While waters melt and stream through cricks and borrows The gleams of light will melt the winter strains Though spills of oil have quenched the songs of earth. The corporate sting of greedful revenue, Has bankrupt natural wonders—greedy farrows The eagle has no pow’r to save her eggs, Tall forests fall and crush the robin’s hue When flow’ry petals change to black on yellow— The spotted fawns arise with warbled legs

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Paghunda Zahid

Date: 5/7/2020 4:25:00 PM

This poem is amazing... So beautifully written... Simply wow

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 6/7/2020 11:33:00 PM

Thank you, so much! I must admit it is one of the favourite poems I've written. Peace to you!

Date: 4/28/2015 1:36:00 PM

A wonderful piece...I love it. I want to read it as part of a program (including poems by Wendell Berry and others) to raise funds for SPARC...an organization that saved 7000 acres which became the Stewart State Forest in NY. However, lately a local govt. is trying to do something that would jeopardize the stream feeding so many of the wetlands in the forest. When was this poem written and is there anything you would like share about ii or yourself? Thanks...Louisa

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 5/3/2015 6:31:00 PM

Dear Louisa, I would be honoured if you shared my poem in a program to raise money for SPARC. I live on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada, an area surrounded with nature. The poem 'Arise' was written about two years ago, just after finishing a second year poetry course at North Island College. I am fortunate to live in an area where many people are passionate about protecting wildlife and the environment. The last line of the poem: "The spotted fawns arise with warbled legs," is meant to be a reflection not only of the local wildlife, but of people arising to protect valuable ecosystems when they may have doubts and fears how to go about making a difference. I cried when I wrote this line, and it makes me cry to reflect upon it... Kind regards, J.R. Dawson

John Posey

Date: 6/25/2013 11:09:00 AM

I believe we, as mankind, are finding we need more champions for the environment. Very well done... Jake

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 7/6/2013 2:11:00 PM

Thank you Jake, for taking the time to comment on my poetry, and express some valuable encouragement — J.R. ~

Brandon Ammerman

Date: 6/25/2013 10:59:00 AM

I deeply enjoyed this poem its well written and holds alot of meaning.

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 7/6/2013 2:14:00 PM

Thank you Brandon for sharing your thoughts — I find the feedback from the poets on Poetry Soup very helpful —

Shadow Hamilton

Date: 6/25/2013 5:06:00 AM

this I love a good description of nature Shadow

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 7/6/2013 2:16:00 PM

Thank you — peace to you!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/25/2013 12:23:00 AM

the contrast of nature and the greedy corporations ruining her. I enjoyed this one and loved that last line about the fawns on warbled legs. Great images of nature being wounded.

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 7/6/2013 2:20:00 PM

Thank you Andrea, in the Valley I live in there has been much development which has ruined habitats for a multitude of wildlife. The deer are spending more and more time in the suburbs (and in town), instead of forests and grasslands. Thank you for your comments — your kindness is very much appreciated — J. R.

Poet Tacito

Date: 6/24/2013 6:07:00 PM

This writing is like a cheerleader for Mother Nature's creations. Such great truth between the lines.

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 7/6/2013 2:24:00 PM

Thank you Drake, your comment has been a great encouragement to me, and has caused me to make sure I soak in the beauty of creation, and to breathe it into my eyes and into my soul — peace to you — J.R.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 6/23/2013 9:10:00 PM

J R., this is a fine view and nature at her best... i feel as if i had a walk and viewed the awakening in a forest.... enjoyed~ LINDA

Jessica Renee Dawson
Date: 5/3/2015 6:34:00 PM

Thank you Linda, I haven't been visiting Poetry Soup for awhile as I have been consumed with going to school these past couple of years. I think it may be time to relax, and start writing again... Peace to you!