Human Folly

A giantess
walking across emerald fields
sunshine haloing her head
from loose grip
falls seeds
trees
flowers
shrubs
beneath her toes
land leaps and forms
bass flying through the air
to land
splash
down to earth
in a lake that had just not been there.
She is the fire
burning core.
She is the wind
sweet breeze
spreading far.
She is the earth
tales all told
from her lips
to the ears of all who listen.
She is the calm sea
embracing life
giving it back to the shore.
Her tears bring forth monstrosities
as she screams at humanity’s folly.
Her rage crumbles cities
as she sweeps across the land
eyes ever vigilante.
Her anguish
her pain
resounds
echoing down paths followed by the more sensitive.
What is there we can do?
How to stem this tide?
Washed to sea
blooded dry
oh holy mother
please
please
Lady Earth
Gaia strong
let us repent
before you throw us all to the wolves
as payment
for our abuses.
©July 14/22
Picture via PInterest

There is no Defense

These tears
they are less than
the rain that falls to the earth
for even with chemicals
saturating the drops
the rain seeps
down
down
through layers of soil
to nurture the smallest seedling of life.
It does not matter how far down it has to go
it will continue until it finally dries up
it has completed its task so simple.
Unlike my tears
which tumble
fall
trail over blushing cheeks
never do I feel better
never do I feel growth
but bitter hatred
for all that have made me…..
oooops that is the talk of a victim
one who cannot
will not
take vengeance into her own hands
and that is not who I am.
I am the wind the shrieks through attic eaves.
I am the fire that rages uncontrolled through the streets.
I am the waves of the ocean crashing through.
I am the earth, the trees, the natural world
rising up to crush all of humanity.
©July 11/22
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