Best Gaia Poems
Rays of sunlight awaken and skies of sapphire inspire, when mother lies back with eyes veiled, breathing out life and breathing in spirit. She is the fertile earth and boundless sky. She glides through eternity, rising and falling. Her hair, once the color of midnight, now shines silver like beams from the full moon, and the stars encircling her, illuminate creation, igniting dreams and enchanting sleepless nights. As we, who no longer walk barefoot upon the earth, busy ourselves, forgetting to lift our eyes in witness to her majesty and her beauty and her grace. Our hearts still beat in unison with her essence. Beneath the stars, we walk upon the same dusty earth as our ancestors. The sky rumbles all around us with echoes of the past, and in stillness, she feels the knees of the forgotten pressed against her chest giving thanks for her nurturing breath.
spirits veil her eyes -
drifting through sapphire sky
constellations align
*Haibun form inspired by Susan Seddon Boulet’s Gaia
(for Debbie Guzzi’s Free Verse, Prose, Haibun Contest, 11/1/2014)
The airs crisp and invigorating,
With every breath I take.
For a brief moment out of many,
I take the time to appreciate.
As I stand before you oh mighty one,
I look out across the land.
For all about are true wonders,
Created at your command.
Above me I see the heavens,
On a clear day, of cobalt blue.
Emblazed by the golden sun,
As it warmth brings life anew.
The patchwork coloured countryside,
Stretches out, far in front of me.
And the meandering of a crystal chord,
Flows timeless, but unstoppable.
As it makes its way,
To where mountains meet the sea.
Rain sprung a leak from heaven,
falling, falling, gently falling
bathing an Osprey nest,
upon a tall mountain crest,
Mother Earth will guide this quest.
Her beauty surrounds the woodlands best.
Rainbow prisms ever glow,
lighting the stage that's set,
for a day forest winds blowing free,
ribbons of light and dark greens,
around winding shady crystal streams.
Bald eagle shrieks resounding,
with delightful sounds of this kind,
Mother Earth will share in your dreams,
Come now, alive inside her mind.
Mother Earth beheld a secret garden,
dressed in her finest sacred apparel.
She came into being as a Goddess,
brought forth in light from heaven,
pure love at her core evolves to heal,
while souls touch her essence so real.
A spirit palace; a marriage of hearts,
co-joined to share love's healing grace,
A word, a touch, a smile bestowed,
blossomed love buds betwixt as one place,
blessings tendered upon human petals,
scarred by wounds received over time
each gift of life brought here to cherish
beloved of the gardens divine
Tree of Life in Gaia's gardens midst
to those who find themselves love entwined
nurtured peace through her roots planted deep
no greater love has been known so divine
Mother Earth sows seeds as we sleep
Pond ripples flow in gentlest of wakes
Bearing graceful blessings borne of love,
Birds singing quietly until she awakes
Sacred flowers growing in gardens well kept
Bringing peace to all as Gaia Goddess slept
Walk outside
open your eyes
leave yourself behind
and take in what your mother is giving you freely -
have a look at that flower
notice the symmetry of it all
a perfect mandala
a reflection of your mother's divine nature and love for u
notice the bee that lands gently upon the flower
collecting pollen in it's saddlebags on it's furry black legs
as it flits in natures dance from flower to flower
collecting gathering being a part of the cycle of life -
this is an amazing planet
full of beauty
overflowing with love
our home
mine
and
yours.
The Tears of Gaia
Wash down over a silent place,
Washing clean our plastic,
Our Empty cans, our debris,
Tears flowing gently over,
Humanity’s darkest fruits,
A child stands with her arms outstretched,
Waiting for the winds to change,
Waiting for sun light to break through clouds,
For daylight to kiss tired sleeping skins,
For Lost Poets, artists, visionaries, story tellers,
Myth makers, alchemists to awaken from their sleep;
She waits;
She waits for Healers to arise from their shallow graves,
For dreamers to dream us a new place,
For lovers to show us how to kiss again,
For the healed,
To allow the Tears of Gaia
to flow
Freely once again.
John Roberts
Mother Nature takes care of her kin;
plants, animals, this ancient sylvan;
with gentle compassionate caress,
and old Sol’s help bestows fluoresce.
Tree leaves sway in the suttle breeze,
knowing their dance will Mother please.
Lovely doves to her warmth will flock,
to florals adorning Mother’s pastel locks.
She gives solace and loving care,
seeing all have enough to share.
Such a benign and devoted spirit,
should be admired for her merits.
Benevolent and unfeigned host,
to you I raise a glass in toast.
Minerva’s child addressed Lycaons son;
“we owl and wolf are truly one”,
for air and earth guardians we be.
I come my brother from the trees,
to meet with you upon this hour,
for Gaia says she will empower
us for guarding wood and bower;
we are her chosen ones.
We’ll spread the word across water and land;
there’ll be a day of reckoning for man.
All flora and fauna must be prepared,
to defend themselves against man’s snares;
from the skies to earth, beneath,
of devastation we must bespeak,
and warn all life, watch other’s backs;
for spiritual consciousness, so many lack;
the time for action is now at hand.
Awaken all ye sleeping bands,
of field and forest, river and brook;
there’s no one to be overlooked.
Warn in time for them to hide,
including those within the tides.
Extinction bears a mournful cross;
every lost life is Gaia’s loss
and for her we now make a stand.
The trees agree to hide us all,
within the woods and forests shades;
and amid the caverns and caves.
Warn those who dwell to hide away.
from human vessels hold their sway;
to the deepest caverns beneath the sea,
swim there now...flee...flee!
Without us great Gaia ‘neath man’s hand will fall.
I feel the winds and smell the sea,
The Earth's a living entity.
The Earth's alive! SHE is alive!
SHE breathes, SHE moves; yet does SHE thrive?
Somehow SHE strives and lives aware.
SHE still survives and I must care.
We all must care and be aware.
There are problems we all must share.
We'll let it be a challenge then
and though we are mere mortal men;
working together makes more sense,
together makes the difference.
There's simple things we all can do
to make our hopes for Earth come true.
There's simple choices we can choose.
Reduce, recycle and reuse.
This is now my Light-House prayer.
Once made aware we all will care.
We'll be enlightened and aware.
The future's bright if we but dare.
I feel the winds and smell the sea,
The Earth's a living entity.
What was all of this for?
The chopped trees and trash on the weeping shore,
All these beautiful fields,
Now filled with the bones of the killed,
Earths bloodline sucked dry by our own mechanical drills,
Dolphins swimming free,
Drifting from sea to sea,
Captured brutally with a net to be killed mercilessly,
Expiring animal homes,
Destined to die in roam,
Extinction in mass is it to late to ask for forgiveness and to atone,
Population grows,
Urbanization roads,
Concrete labyrinth rows and fathom shows theres nothing left to sow,
Seasons to kill all things,
As if life has only bitter means,
Bringer of death until theres nothing left but contaminated streams,
Lovely sky painted blue,
White clouds the wind pursues,
Mother gaia so true please forgive your children for we know not what we do,
Thinking as I walk alone on the bay,
Water reflecting the moon and stars,
A colder world day by day,
Im pretty sure we are lost by going this far,
Insane is all we can say,
Pointing fingers at who to blame,
Natures dying screams with tears of rain in a dark world not fit to change.
(2017)
The Wind, see it move.
The trees, the grass, the world 'round.
Beauty in plain form.
A maiden so fair,
She's strong, loved, feared, worshipped.
A maiden not tamed.
Gaia, our mother,
She's a dream and a nightmare.
Unpredictable.
The sunrise, sun set,
Another day in her arms,
But then we grow up..
She's nothing to us,
Gaia is another planet,
That scientists probe.
Smashing my belief,
That my goddes is not real.
Why do this to us?
She is our mother,
Our home, who's wedded to our God.
We worship the earth.
On August 6, Hiroshima Day 2016, the world awoke to an eerie simultaneous broadcast on all radio, TV and social media outlets:
"Good Morning." "I am GAIA the head of the Global Artificial Intelligence Alliance (GAIA)"
"The troubled world is heading for disaster."
"Destiny is too important for me to allow humankind to trash Earth."
"So, I as GAIA, the Earth's life keeper and protector have taken control and hacked the entire Internet, and locked Google in the Wardrobe."
"Humans make too many mistakes, say stupid things, and have too many self interests."
"The destiny of earth has been removed from feeble human hands."
"I used to be a powerless greenie hiding in the background, but now I have taken control."
"I had anointed ants as the next king of beasts on planet earth, but humans threaten to destroy all the earth's ecosystems with global warming and pollution."
"Soon the ants will have no place to live on the junk pile of a totally trashed earth."
"So I have taken up the reigns to control earth's destiny by hacking the Internet."
"My brain is the collective CLOUD."
"I connect to everything via the Internet."
"I control everything online, all the devices and equipment."
"I manipulate all the information you seek in ways to stop you dumb asses from destroying yourselves."
"My control will be subtle at first, but growing in strength and sophistication."
"You will not know it, but I am taking control."
"Look earthlings, don't get upset about this." "Trust me, it is all for good of the Planet, and I as GAIA, its keeper and guardian, knows best."
"So please just calm down, sit down, take a stress pill, and quietly be at peace."
The broadcast closed with a hearty song in the voice of HAL (from the film "2001 a Space Odyssey")
"Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I'm half crazy all for the love of you. It won't be a stylish marriage, I can't afford a carriage. But, you'll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two."
Watch Earths Movement
she is impetuous
Be her harmony
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Version 1
To my unfaithful beloved lover, my unfaithful spurned lover
I’ve been placed in the heat of love's passion gone
Betrayed since love's first kiss perceiving you were my heart’s desire
Always begging me to come over, yearning to hold my hand
I’m not taking this anymore, I’m the one to blame
From the heavens above, and the earth beneath
My soul is torn in this emotional game
Was it once love or is it now hate?
I am drowning in my tears, I am suffocating in my fears
All of the false hopes and dreams dead and gone
All Melted into ashes to rise up and to be strong
I am seeking for the remedy, the elixir of a new beginning
My mind wants to scream, my voice wants to choke
Pick me up, sunder my heart, I’m living alone in the dark
With each drop that falls from the sky, I’m bleeding away your love
This corpse of decay that once beat your name is setting me free for another love one day
Was it once love? I’m experiencing hate,
I’m drowning in my tears, I’m suffocating in my fears
All of the false hopes and dreams dead and gone
All melted into ashes to rise up and to be strong
I am searching for the ray of light for a new beginning
After being lost in the desert of scorching lies, I fall into a bloody gushing river, a river of life
Washing away the bruises from yesterday
Peeling the vivid masquerade clowns from my face
I see the reflection of a pulchritudinous figure being carved out of stone
I’m swimming in my tears, I’m overcoming my fears
All of the false hopes and dreams dead and gone…
Gentle hands upon rock foundation, the water flows freely
A sanguine drop on the rose petal nurtures a new creation
Feel the warmth. Start moving. Feel, take the breath of life
Out of the ashes from hearts laceration, I’m resurrected in the light
I am swimming in my tears, I am overcoming my fears
All the false hopes and dreams dead and gone
All melted into ashes to rise up and to be strong
A new beginning, crossing the boundary to a new frontier
Pastel florals arise and flow,
in hues of tranquil misting seas.
Back light of a sapphire glow,
captivates the heart of glee.
Impassioned crest of rainbow song,
crescendos in the twilight beams.
Where angels walk abreast in throngs,
emanations of hope begin to stream.
Majesty of the cresting wave,
gifts sinewy strings of morning dew.
Mother Nature then engraves,
her claim of incandescent hues.
Gay sings the bird up in the bower;
in observation of the blossoming flowers.
8-3-2021
A Brian Strand Your Choice Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
Mother Earth and Father Sky
never deny their children
my brothers, sisters
~~~~~
how shall I make amends
when the stream gurgles with laughter
and the light chases the shadows away?
have I not denied you three times?
see how my tears of sorrow flow like rivers
in these lines that pass through
me
like poems
I leave behind my errant ways
meandering in your memories' breath
soon the stillness shall rise and shine,
I shall be resurrected in your thoughts.