Naturally Tidy?

Saxon Crow

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 

 

 

  • Author: Saxon Crow (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 19th, 2022 02:21
  • Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by the rain washing away the snow.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Goldfinch60

    So very true, Nature is a natural cleanser and conditioner to us all.

    Andy

  • orchidee

    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.

  • Rocky Lagou

    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.

  • Doggerel Dave

    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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