Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

So Gentle and Benign

Nature! Our beloved 'Mother,' so gentle and benign  
   Gazes directed at our dear friend, the Sun, strike us blind...

Warm ocean currents lick the shoreline of a summer's day
   That turn to raging tsunamis when earthquakes lead the way...

Gentle breezes caress the hair of lovers locked in tight embrace
   Then twist about and torment as tornadoes grow apace...

Bright stars glisten o'er woodland lakes, on romantic moonlit nights
   As deep forest's darkness traps lost souls in harrowing fright...

Woe unto those who venture past Nature's boundary markers
   For they will surely meet with fates most grim, dark---and darker

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Michelle Faulkner January 26, 2019 at 3:26 PM Climate change is, I think, the most pressing issue we face, but so little is done to protect our planet...

P.S. Awtry January 17, 2019 at 6:07 PM There is so much here! That 2nd line is such a wake up... beautiful phrasing, like "Bright stars glisten o'er woodland lakes, on romantic moonlit nights" The case that's built and then the warning of the end. -- like the prophets... Very interesting and well done :) Gershon Wolf January 17, 2019 at 10:29 PM Thank you for taking the time to look into this one. It means a lot to me, along with your generous and kind words. Best wishes, Gershon

Mike Gentile January 17, 2019 at 8:21 AM Gentle, Benign and ferocious and you have cleverly portrayed in every stanza I really enjoyed the read Gershon, Well done !!! Gershon Wolf January 17, 2019 at 9:00 AM Hey, Mike! Really appreciate your generous evalution of this little poem. And want to take this opportunity to tell you how much I enjoy reading your wonderful, poetic musings. I color them "Delightful!" Best wishes, Gershon

Caren Krutsinger January 16, 2019 at 10:01 PM This poem commands attention, and hints at a bit of fright at the end. "Warm ocean currents lick the shoreline of a summer's day That turn to raging tsunamis when earthquakes lead the way.." This seems to be more true today than ever before. Gershon Wolf January 16, 2019 at 10:03 PM Just trying to balance the scales a bit with this one...Thank you for your support, as always, Caren. Much appreciated. Best wishes, Gershon