I shall love you always
though in the brief moment of that promise
I shall leave you to search and destroy the enemy
with your sweet scents of lilacs lingering on my mind
Scents buried deeply to recall
the many fragrances of your body
still in my moments of distress I pray
that in your lonely times when desire beckons
You will still wait for me
To give me the pleasure of bathing you
with these hands that desperately want to hold your nakedness
I shall love you always
if always is as long as forever
In that interminable absence
eons may come and go
and oceans of light years roll through heaven
but any length of time will not deter my love
Nor will the vast distances of hot desert sands
I shall return like a loggerhead turtle
Returns to its nesting grounds
For its mate
Keep the faith, my sweetness,
I shall soon be next to you to cup your breasts
in the palm of my hand and taste your tender skin
With my tongue
I shall always love you
if always is as long as forever
but pray for my safe return
as I pray to return to you.
Leatherback, murray river, matama
Hawksbill, common musk and spiny soft shell.
Loggerhead, Atlantic green, alligator snapping
Turtles are we, in every country we dwell.
The largest sea turtle reaches eight hundred pounds.
A leatherback whose love for jellyfish abounds.
Alligator snapping is one fourth of leatherback’s weight
Uses pink fleshy flap of lower jaw for bait.
The difference in turtles fascinates me.
I can picture the loggerheads running to the sea.
No matter what country you decide to make your home
There is a turtle close by, even if it is in this poem.
"Clapper Rail, Condor,
Loggerhead Shrike and a lost,
Whooping Crane, rarer..."
"Stop!" "Did you make the chess team?"
"No, because I am too short."
Picking Okra was Before Child Abuse
or
I'd Rather Eat a Possum
By: Tom Wright
8/5/00
Layers of clouds lay overhead,
perhaps a summer rain.
Though tempted to denounce,
as a child, I would refrain.
A carpet of dust surrounds bare feet,
large drops are now falling,
Warm, as they hit my unclad back,
while from a distance, Mother calling.
Thunder cracking,
lightening flashes, at first, just a bit,
and near the porch, an aging poplar
has taken a direct hit.
Tell me again Mom,
It's too dangerous to pick Okra,*
but not to wash fruit jars. **
Now try convincing a " loggerhead " of that. ***
Would rather play with my toy cars.
Shou'da wore a shirt, Itching all over,
Fried Okra sure is fun to eat,
not so for a boy to pick.
First, get the tub and take a Lysol bath,
then maybe a treat.
Valuable lessons they assured I was learning,
and at some latter day, I'd use.
But picking Okra has never helped,
today, it's called Child Abuse.
* (What lightening danger Mom, I got under a tree,)
**1f I cut my hand on a jar, then you'll be sorry).
***(thought that was my name until Jr. high)
The sand is swept with gleams of light,
pale moonbeams burst where wavelets crest
about sea turtles seeking nest.
Soft seas are flat and calm tonight
beneath the light of stars; on land
she digs an egg womb out of sand.
Before impending winds take flight
the dawn reveals her scrabbled walk
of mother love; how nature talks.
Sea turtle pounded, stormy plight,
small beach creatures in fright, agape;
the loggerhead cannot escape.
A tropical cyclone's sad blight
has swept her nest and eggs apart;
the beach displays her broken heart.
The sand is swept with gleams of light,
soft seas are flat and calm tonight
before impending winds take flight.
Sea turtle pounded, stormy plight,
a topical cyclone's sad blight.
Copyright, November 18, 2017
Faye Lanham Gibson
Tiny sea turtle; creeps its way across white beach sands to sea.
Newly hatched reptile, learning to swim into his new life; he’s free.
One day, he will grow into a very fine loggerhead.
betwixt the circuitous cocoon of rose hips wrestles a world of unfathomable infamy
induced by light and shadow murmur influences ridicules scent.
conscripted into nature's loggerhead shrike chirp by forces unknown
influenced by the pestilence of greeds monkey see monkey do, ovary retards.
up from the grave of the anchor root rises the sun of expansion
cleansing the cane to shoulder its crown watching bud eye fornicate.
obliging the filament petition to pullulate the wind bats its lash
awakening the anther to feed its feeder roots.
efflorescent anatomy of stamen and pistil captivate beauties awe
apathy will bloom its withered rose until perceived with the nose!
Oh! The land is green
It bounteousness thus dissolves my spleen
When upon my chagrin
Nature offers her shoulders for me to lean
Oh! The land is green
Each morning of greenness offers me a gleam
And the sun never ceases to radiate my dream
Oh my land is a crème de la crème
Oh! The land is green
When my neighbors cry of famine
Because harvest has been infested by vermin
I still smile at the produce of my famine
Indeed there is no cause for crying
So, stop whining; keep smiling
Oh! The land is green
The cock crows to welcome me into daybreak
The stream, river, lagoon even the lake
in drought never at stake
Oh! The land is green
The harmattan does not rebel against summer
The rain not at loggerhead with the farmer
I will seek no asylum because my land is safer
And I do not live in constant fear of disaster
The land is green
The land is green
My land is green
The Edge of Extinction
Silent humming birds
Great ocean whales
Deep unknown rain forests
Dark eyed Polar Bears
Ancient Loggerhead turtles
Ivory tusked Elephants
North American Indians
Eskimos
Australian Aboriginals
Lost South American Indians
Kiwis and Kakapo’s
Sperm whales
Blue whales
Narwhales
Killer whales
Prairies covered with Buffalo
Humpback whales
Deep forest Wolves
Ospreys and Kitty Hawks
Sparrow Hawks
Red Kites
High flying Bald Eagles
Gargantuan Grizzly Bears
And slinking ferocious Cougars
Snow Leopards
Tall majestic Elms and Rowans
Snow Tigers
And dark midnight Panthers
White Peacocks
And Peacock Butterflies
Green Hedge Warblers
Corn Crakes
Green Capped Wood Peckers
Wisteria
And rare Fox Gloves
Wild Orchids
And the wild, wild Mustang
Tiny Yellow Tree Frogs
Bandit masked Badgers
Soaring Californian Condors
Red Squirrels
Water Voles
And Sea Otters
Forests of Kelp
Cromer Crabs
Sad eyed Panda’s
Will this catalogue continue endlessly
Sixteen thousand listed already
What species next
Humanity ?
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