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Could It Be

COULD IT BE? A ruined garden neglected by man Wild growth everywhere sown As though Earth itself might stand alone All creeping crawling standing running the invaders the cunning Hard to envision what Earth might be were it not for creatures crawled out from the sea Those growing mass-producing find Earth their enemy O’er countless millions of years – the loves hates strivings burning fears a constant battle by man the dutiful determined to ruin Earth so beautiful

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 7/11/2011 8:13:00 AM

Daver, How are you? And yes this time I missed you and alot of other poets. I sure missed your poetry as well, glad to have stopped by take care,..p.d.

Judy Ball

Date: 7/7/2011 1:09:00 PM

I do so agree my friend. Man has always seemed to strive to improve on what God had already made perfect. Now we are about to "improve" ourselves into extinction and we are taking everything else with us. Good job here, God Bless, JB

Zzzzz Zzzzz

Date: 7/2/2011 11:07:00 AM

Poetic words to ponder. We have the power to destroy all life on earth...let us hope we have the brains to avoid it! Regards, Robert.

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 6/26/2011 5:40:00 PM

How can we stop it? A thought provoking verse with great insight.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/26/2011 2:24:00 PM

Just saw your other question. My lady is "Summer."

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/25/2011 11:57:00 PM

Hey, Daver, I bet you know exactly of the bird of which I wrote! Dreaded albatross, that was a good name for it too, my friend.

James Peranteau

Date: 6/25/2011 10:35:00 PM

Sad write dear poet; how so often, my thoughts stumble with thought; of our demise ! Have a wonderful day sir....much love, james

Wilma Neels

Date: 6/25/2011 1:23:00 PM

There are so many aspects of this beautiful place we take for granted Daver once they are no longer there we finally realize their worth.. Beautiful write, love wilma

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 6/25/2011 3:24:00 AM

Could it be possible that man can still fix what has been ruined? How I hope so... it sure would be such a sad ending for a beautiful earth...Very thought provoking write you have here, Dave-- btw eep! I hope that Walt Disney won't turn from his grave, heehee :) enjoy your weekend :D

Caroline Cécile Delacroix

Date: 6/24/2011 10:00:00 PM

I know there has been much destruction of nature by the hands of ignorant man. But i think we are becoming more and more aware of its value and how to treat it respectfully. It is still a very beautiful earth and it will always be I think. But surely we have much more to learn.. Thanks for sharing. Your love of nature comes through loud and clear. Caroline.

Daver Austin
Date: 6/25/2011 9:45:00 AM

People are starved for something beautiful to see. Example. I hear the traffic at Yellowstone is bumper-to-bumper. Think of the fumes. I visited Yellowstone while it was relatively free of mass traffic. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/24/2011 9:30:00 PM

hmmm, proving evolution with this one. a ruined garden is such a good way to phrase it, Daver.nothing like the Garden of Eden anymore. thanks for reading my poetry as always and for posting this new one. LUv, Andrea

Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 6/24/2011 9:12:00 PM

The whole poem culminates nicely in your last two lines and they roll off the tongue so nicely. and as for your comment on Braking Muse. yep actually A1A off of one. And Indian river road in Fl Hutchinson Island. Have a great weekend Dav

Sara Kendrick

Date: 6/24/2011 3:50:00 PM

Enjoyed reading your work..The thought of what the earth looked like before man fell..It must have been a beautiful place...Now it is beautiful but trapped in a cursed state..I try to garden and briars grow...I did not plant briars..Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting on my work..Sara

Michael J. Falotico

Date: 6/24/2011 3:04:00 PM

Very profound write my friend.... Michael