Why I Loved Cd's Poem Colour of My Heart
Just one of my favourite Carolyn poems.
All of CD’s poems spoke to me, in some way or other.
She was someone extra special, so much did she give in her
Heartfelt poetry, and so specific in right from wrong.
If anyone here on soup, deserve their poetry to be archived
In a form of a book, it is Carolyn.
Colour Of My Heart
Now brown, the once-blue brook meanders down
To dams where sludge has chased beavers away
As species die, our Mother casts a frown
For Nature can’t control man or his way
From fracking, tapping minerals, she groans
She coughs, red lava spews from Mother’s pores
With waste-clogged arteries, she weeps and moans
The very sight of man she now abhors
As Nature inhales toxins, man’s forewarned
Her colors change from purity to rage
Depleting ozone, Earth has now been warmed
Tsunamis, hurricanes take center stage
We shed our tears, entrapped by urban sprawl
But Mother turns her head and lets them fall
© Carolyn Devonshire 2018
Entered Andrea Dietrich ‘Celebrating Carolyn’s
Uncontest poetry contest. 7/9/2021
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment