Oct 7, 2011

Poetry: This World of Ours

A river that once
Was guarded by gods of man
Now is thick with oil

An ocean that once
Was the nectar of those gods
Now is desolate

A forest that once
Held the laughs of playful sprites
Now razed, now blacks stumps

A city that once
Was the center of all dreams
Now the root of pain

A planet that once
Was the source of all our hope
Now dark, forever

Posted to dVerse

9 comments:

  1. Very profound and sad. Thanks for visiting my wordpress blog.

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  2. A place where the source of hope is lost surely is dark. Perhaps there will be reason to hope again.

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  3. sad truth and hauntingly captured in these haiku nick..

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  4. oh i feel the dangers in our consumption running straight through these...very nice eco-socio-politico msg...

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  5. A great set of haiku with a poignant message running throughout.

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  6. I also wrote about environmental ethics, thank you for sharing this message.

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  7. wow. foreboding.
    I feel the doom here. that's - I'm sure - what you're trying to accomplish, and it affects me.

    so much is lost...that we lost by our volition and intention.
    a eulogy for the world?

    good Haikus. thanks.

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