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