When encroached buildings on water beds are removed,
The water beds stretch
More water birds they fetch
Pink flamingos, pelicans, crake
And purple swamphens, fill the lake
Kaleidoscope of colors they make
When the use of plastics is reduced
Soil becomes more fertile
Good organisms cheerfully grin
Biodiversity sustains
Healthy food they make us avail
Help flourishing all our lives
When the ecosystem restoration is done
Our mother earth will happily smile
And our mistakes, she'll forgive
The more she smiles, the more she gives
The more she gives, the more we smile
So let's make our Earth smile...
June 05 2023
Categories:
crake, analogy, environment, growing up,
Form: Free verse
I'll look for you
in the deep, cobalt blue
of a mountain lake,
or the startled crake
of a moorhen,
flushed from its nest,
or the idle word, said in jest
over a steaming mug,
as we huddled and shrugged
off the cold and damp
round the guttering lamp
that attracted the moths
and the tales of weird Goths
that inhabited the wood
in which we stood,
as we pondered the stars
and named them as ours
in the time before now,
as my furrowed brow,
struggles to forget
that we ever met
and did all that
and, here we sat,
planning our tomorrow
with no hint of the sorrow
that I was to face,
without you, in this place,
here, where earth meets the sky
and we questioned why
it had to end, asked why lovers
can't be friends and, in the end
we instinctively knew,
we two, me and you,
that paradise had been lost,
that was the cost, of our liaison,
our raison d'être,
held hostage to fate,
and now, too late,
I cogitate on what might have been
and wonder why I only dream
in black and white?
Categories:
crake, break up, fantasy, lost
Form: Free verse