An undesired excess, rain in a flood
summer's precious drops turned to mud
A gentle breeze into hurricane
cool comfort becomes destructive pain
Angry bee now a hive
crowded stings leave none alive
Child, product of past sins, ignorant by nature's decree
tidal wave of life drowning future humanity
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: August 6th, 2024 04:48
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments11
Such powerful imagery and mother nature's wrath, well she can certainly turn up a baobab or two. Kudos my dear sorrenbarret 🌹
Thanks Teddy for the read and comment it is cherished. Yes too many people in this world.
Go to a busy town - arghhh - people and more people! lol.
Thanks Orchi even hard to find a quite place to take a walk without bumping into someone.
they say it'll be all right on the night .. but somehow what with everything that is going on, I doubt it .. you can beat an egg but you can't beat nature ..
Thanks Neville I'm afraid you're right. The urge is too strong and vasectomies are not that popular. Appreciate the read and comment.
The seed, that produced the seeds, seed..
Too many seeds someone needs to make bread. Thanks for the read and comment/
Yes, make it and break...
Powerful penning,
thoughts and message too! 🤔
Awesome rhyme and flow,
way to go, thank you!! 👍
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Thank you so much for the most gracious review and comment it is appreciated.
A brilliantly written two stanzas here sorenbarrett.
Your poem highlights the fact, that no proud human can ever think themselves a master of the planet.
Also, it highlights the importance and the respect of the concept of space, which you mention with a particular clarity in the second stanza.
Bravo, and I hope that all is well.
Thank you for your most kind words and encouragement it is deeply valued.
Somehow we do not understand the finiteness of earths ability to sustain us. You capture this graphically in a poem that is a wake up call, which goes unheard.
Thanks Bella for the read and understanding comment. You are right the force is too strong and selfishness too pervasive as well as culture too powerful.
Thanks for this, Soren. I hear population on decline through a combination of lower fertility, personal choice and economic necessity, I hear, I hear.
But your well formed little icicle sends cold winds round my ears and is for my money more realistic.
Here the South is suffering a more than usually cold winter….thus the icicle… (South pole cooked and sent this way?)
Thanks so much Dave for the review and understanding interpretation of this poem it is most appreciated.
Brazo! This is simply beautiful. I admit I am partial to you but this is no random standout; you get better every time.
You are too kind my friend. I thank you for your most generous words.
Powerful words soren and so true in the world which we now live in.
Andy
Thanks so much Andy for the review and kind words they are always appreciated.
Isn't it ironic that small things in life can turn into disastrous situations. I really enjoyed reading your poem, it has a lot of meaning. Well done.
Thank you
Thank you so much for the read and the most kind words of encouragement they are deeply valued.
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