Planet Norway calling
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act as the have found the final truth and God is no longer in the details
Can anyone explain to the Norwegian government their
country is not a “Planet Norway,” drifting about in the galaxy oblivious of other planet but is a small part of Europe and the rest of the world, that pollution affects us all and that the solution must be based on common sense and together with other nations.
Sweet, spring wrap your arms around me,
Place me in an emerald forest, green;
Rain, gently fall and make my world clean-
I run through a wildflower meadow carefree,
Narrow trails beckon me to follow their labyrinthine;
Gamboling, frolicking baby ducks play on a pond aquamarine.
Ice cold storms are gone away,
Such delight- the song of a blue jay.
Cajoling, coaxing mother duck tries to keep order,
Oh, in this nirvana there is no clock . . .
Melodious forest tunes like a symphony by Bach-
Inside this forest nature blooms in manic disorder
Nearby, on a branch the call of a hawk . . .
Getting tired- I rest on a sunny rock.
Shasta daisies sway and dance-
Oh, I am a travelling pleasure-seeker,
Oh, flocks of flying birds call to me from a loudspeaker;
Nothing is more beautiful than a spring happenstance . . .
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March 18, 2017
Acrostic Rhyme/Spring Is Coming Soon
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Spring Is Coming Soon- Acrostic
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