Nature always tidies up after herself
Have you ever noticed?
She's a little bit OCD in her own unique way
The dirty snow gets washed away
The fallen leaves turn to earth
And anything dead gets eaten or preserved
You could say she's environmentally friendly I guess
Or potentially very vain because she changes so much into a brand new dress
Nature is clean, well as clean as can be
Despite all the plastics and oils in the sea
Apart from the smoke that is churned in the air
I wonder if she worries that it might mess up her hair?
If she were my mum I'd be in trouble alright
I'd have to wash behind my ears
Stop dropping my shite
I'd have to tidy up whenever I leave
And not waste a thing
That I took out of greed
But she's not so that's good
I think you'll agree
That nature's hard work if you want to be free
So here's to us and our civilised ways
It she learnt from us nature would have much happier days
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Saxon Crow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by the rain washing away the snow.
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Comments4
So very true, Nature is a natural cleanser and conditioner to us all.
Andy
A shopkeeper sweeps away the grit, then puts stock out under the canopy each day. A bit like rearranging the dust. No one hardly buys anything - shop is too expensive.
This is beautiful Saxon.
You're very observant and the ways that you manifest your observations are lovely.
The metaphors are on point, and your imagery never fails.
If only we were kinder to the Earth.
I mean global warming is going to wipe us out if we don't do something.
But until then, thank you for this.
Great imagery in this parable, Sax.
Unfortunately Mum will be exerting more punishment yet. I hope her very immature child eventually grows up and takes some responsibility.
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