A beautiful spring day ~ A short stop at the mall ~ An anomaly still ~ But for how long?
Centuries past, humans unseen
When land was lush and air was clean
North to south skeins did fly
They owned the flight paths in the sky
Now wings of steel steal the blue
Their trumpets whine and cough and spew
Toxic breath and acid tears
That drip from clouds and will for years
Fresh water’s history thanks to the rain
Our man-made link in nature’s chain
And too, no longer on the ground
Will gaggles thrive on what they’ve found
Not sapphire blues or emerald greens
But concrete grays and blackish sheens
Migrate they will, migrate they must
But afore long it’ll just be dust
This earth below their broad spread wings
This patchwork now of man-made things
They’ll adapt, to live, they’ll twist the plot
for…
WE PAVED PARADISE TO PUT IN A PARKING LOT
Yes Joni…after all these years…we’re still doing it…
(good to see you all again and thanks for sticking around…xo R)
Don’t worry those geese are tough just throw a lump of bread between a group of teenagers and a gaggle of geese you know which are going to be the ones running for their lives lol 😀
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Oh boy don’t I just! I’ve had a run in or two with the feisty fellas….but still, as beautiful as this one was, it broke my heart to see it. Good to see you Paula, I’ve been MIA, but back among the living. I have some MAJOR catching up to do. eek
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brilliant stuff and with you all the way on this ! love and hugs my darling rhinda xx
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thanks kizz…xoxo
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Sigh. Yes SB, we are doing just that. You have your meagre northern brother doing all he can to reverse the trend, I promise. But the problems are daunting, and they are so very sad.
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We have a chance as long as there are those like you working towards solutions rather than, oh I don’t know, buying and selling carbon credits? WTH is that anyway?
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Theyr’e a strange mystical thing made of hot air. That’s about as much as I know. Seriously, I do know something about that business. It’s not going to solve anything. It will make accountants and lawyers rich. Pass the scotch bottle.
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Exactly! A global warming ponzy scheme? Need a glass?
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I need a few, I think.
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Yeeha – you are BACK! This song is sooooo true and isn’t there a recent remix of it? Looking for it now.
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Here’s the link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvtJPs8IDgU
Both versions make me cry but atm everything does that. Brilliant poem Rhonda!
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That’s a great rendition Jules…love it. Thanks for the link (and the love) 🙂
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Have always loved that song.
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Me too…but hadn’t listened to it in a long time. Has a whole new meaning now than it did to me then.
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We’ve come along way towards ruining many things since then.
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great post – ta 😆
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Thanks bud. 🙂
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