Mother Earth Poems - Poems about Mother Earth

I have to come clean as I return to see your ashen corpse and dried leaves My survival became more important than yours but now I feel badly. Humans choose to love their own selves More than anyone they choose to love Don’t believe what they say in their poems I loved you because you would tempt...

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My play’s last scene when comes to end, when ends My pilgrimage, its last laborious mile, It’s time to call the curtain in a while, Time ‘tis to say goodbye to my dear friends… And to show up oh for the Judgment Day, My flesh unto atoms ready to merge, Whilst all but subtle vestiges...

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Without nature there'd be no life Upon this planet some refer to as Earth Whereas as others called it Mother Earth Humanity has a great deal to comprehend But firstly it would have to be that Earth Is a multidiverse life force Where one cannot survive without the other We must save all of our natural world Forests, jungles, ocean...

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As I LOOK AROUND ME AND SEE THE DESTRUCTION THAT WE HUMANS HAVE COST, WE ARE DESTROYING OUR PLANET, WITH NO REMORSE, WE PROUDLY PROCLAIM THERE IS NO CLIMATE CHANGE "IT IS A HOAX" EVEN THOUGH WE ARE FACED WITH MORE EXTREME WEATHER, HURRICANES, FLOODS, FIRES, EARTHQUAKES, DROUGHTS, FAMINE. PEOPLE LOSING THEIR LIVES AND MOST LOSING...

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May we all be blessed to understand When we walk among her trees, her mountains, her rivers, her flowers It is only through our arrogance that we think of Mother Earth as a resource instead of our inheritance ...

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Rage of nature makes People realize to take Care of Mother Earth....

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My people walk upon the Earth gently, respectful of those who walked before whose atoms mingle in the stardust sprinkled from shore to shining shore. My people hold Her sacred, and cling to a long-chanted prayer that all who walk upon Her face will find sacred teachings there. My people feel Her spiraling rhythms And Ghost Dance to Her holy hum. We touch Her...

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May we be blessed wherever we walk upon Mother Earth wherever we happen to be to take a moment look around and bask in all the beauty that we see. And when we depart each place we’ve walked… after basking in all the beauty that surrounds her… may she be blessed that we have left her as beautiful as we found her. ...

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Mother Earth:Garden Womb She is not virginal Not unused Not pure Being ancient and of old, Inevitably, Been touched before. Many years a widow, She is a lonesome, barren land. So many passing lovers; Needing a faithful Husbandman. For she was present In the first garden; Feeling the slithering belly Of the snake. And when the curse was given, One womb quickened, And The other Was Laid waste....

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In the depth of the night, a concerto commenced, With drums of thunder and a melody of rain. Wind flutes played loud sniveling notes, Carrying pulsating tunes in blustery tones. Streaks of lightening, with their baton of light, Led the blasting orchestra with dynamic might. Trees swayed wildly, leaves scattered with force, Rain soaked the paths, shattering dense shadows. As dawn tiptoed, with...

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Mama has left She is no longer alive She left Mother Earth She is in the cemetery Mom is further on She is, here and there, really Mother is gone And no longer here With us, under the sun Mommy is in Heaven She looks at us and she can hear She's having fun, in a dream To see us whine and scream Mom is with the Virgin...

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Their spirits sift through the ages Soaring swiftly in song Kings queens prophets poets Martyr and messiah Tattooing tongues teaching teal truths For ages they are anxiously awaiting YOU The one who will pick up that torch Glowing with orange golden fire Blazing bequest that Still burns bright despite Time tearing at tissues Souls setting sails persevere Even in death and Rather because of death Launched...

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There is a nature Whom we should not torture We should nurture our nature We should not trouble mother earth We should know nature worth Our nature is precious As it has a treasure the birds ...

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listen to the swaying leaf she sings a song tempestuous and sway it deems in overture another life departed . . . on listen now a voice of light she sings a song a nexus verse in hand whose cup within her palm another life can come . . . along ...

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solitude . . . quiet black peppercorn on a ribbon of tagliatelle I, on my path sinuous striding impelled by you impaled by you...

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