morning mists

shed serene

dew reflecting warmth

of the gentle sun

replenish the lands.

soft wind caress,

whisper songs of the shire

and green grass sway.

birds chirping, sing along

wildflowers quivering, dance along

children of the elements

chanting orisons

in a circle of life they stand

“may peace and healing spirits

be upon the lands!”

— a delight to my infinite soul.

silence..

southerly winds blow

incandescent particles

kindle fierce bright orange

roaring flame lash midair

columns of smoke soar high

crackling, sizzling octave

creating hymn of destruction

children of the earth, the arsonists conspire.

dying grass and twigs

gasp for their last breath

then shudder to ashes

i breathe them in

aching and grieving;

prodigal child of my elements

the epitome of untamed compulsion spit chorus of destruction.

while the skies

mourn its light blue

my moorland, my charred Eden 

testify to the pyromaniac sins

no moral artefact of rhymes

in remnants of this inferno

the siren of wrong redemption

saddened my very core.

with the ashen skies i cry,

chanting orisons in each droplets,

in a circle of life we stand,

“may peace and healing spirits

be upon the lands!”

as the last tendrils of smoke fade away.

silence..

Pic: ©Telegraph UK

I see the silver and the black, I see the red that slowly eats up the green

I see the gaping holes in the loving shade I gave them

To protect them, to protect my children from the brilliance of their sun.

I see the poison they mix into my life-blood, I smell the rain that burns my skin

I see them digging, digging into me

I watch them dig their grave.

But it will be my grave, too.

The sun is their father, I, their mother;

His love is fierce, but mine is gentle

And so it is I that must die by them.

What have you done with my precious gift

My consecrated tenement, a senseless short shrift

Whoa to the mind deciding my beloved’s fate

The one who lit the match and walked away

The one who sits upon the green green grass

The one who flips every switch, eyes closed fast

And The all important one who signs on the dotted line

All of you, none unnoticed by me, ultimately pay the fine

For All my tears cannot put out your firestorm

You must take my wrath when it comes along

Don’t stand there idly crying feeling aggrieved

You have no leg to stand on, no air left to breathe

Earth; living, breathing; possession

Fields of my forest ablaze

Blood of mankind; soot and ashen

Flames lick the lands as they graze

Smoke rises; flickering tendrils

Stench of the life wasting way

Tears gather; storm against evils

Rain sheds my soul on dismay

Soil, scarred and battered, now fragile

Receives not my cries; flooded; drenched

Ash of the flora once fertile

Parched and corroded; unquenched

Bitter, where once dwelt immortal

Spring never failed, though asunder

Death, now, by fire’s example

Echoes my angst; clapping thunder

Tender and weak, will find healing

Revolutions of time, slowly yields

Bruised by the heat and once reeling

First bud of wildflowers; Moor fields

From the sky I weep

For the world I love

That is burning before me

Defenseless as a dove

The world so strong

Has been brought to it's knees

By these limitless gases

Spreading like a disease

My child is in danger

The fires are the signs

Of something much worse

That is not of my design

Yet I can do nothing

I am but an observer

And the humans that can help?

They have run for cover

The humans, they continue

To harm their own home

And they will not stop

Until they are alone

Scorched earth,

The plants that once

Took root there,

Burnt to nothing

The animals that once

Lived there, nesting families,

Driven to unfamiliar lands

Death, darkness, destruction,

All manner of cruelty

Orchestrated by man

Ruining my once

Beautiful lands,

They do so

Without reprimand

Tossing trash aside,

Polluting waters with filth,

Starting raging fires,

All a result of

Human laziness,

Sheer carelessness

These lands I once

Held such unwavering pride in,

Now I gaze upon them,

And see nothing

But distant memories

The resplendence of nature,

A long lost vision,

Never to be seen again

In the face of

Such a cruel reality,

I weep,

The tears never ending

I enthral your senses with colour and contour, flora lush and scented, sandy to iced terrain, wind song, bird song, sweetness and spice, an abundance of delights. And do you thank me.

I speak to you through nature and the nature of animals, but do you listen.

I reprimand you with stormy outpourings, I rise up in floods of frustration, but do you learn.

You know in your cells, your blood, the deepest regions of your brains the profound disconnection between us you have created. But do you mend it.

a gift

made, not won

with love and care

with kindness and hope

a spark

bright, bare

of life and warmth

of promise and eternity

time passes;

you rise, you crumble

and get up, again and again

but what of me? what of your mother?

the gift precedes the giver,

and in your fervor you forget

that I am alone;

there will be no one to put me back together

when I fall apart.

You call me the Earth and I am your home

But I can't sustain all you people alone

I need your help, I need you to care

I don't need your trash scattered everywhere

I don't like complaining, but I have to say

You exploited and wasted my bounty away

Once I had grass, I had flowers and trees

Once I had animals, birds, bats and bees

Once upon a more glorious time

I birthed these lands and made them mine

I made them with rivers, lakes and streams

I even created you, with your dreams

I harbored and nurtured the life on my dune

I gave you seasons, I gave you the moon

And how did you creatures give back the gift?

You began desecrating, creating a rift

Where once I was whole

Now there is blight

See how the flames

Bathe the land with their light?

Flickering, flaming, destroying the homes

Of rodents, reptiles and fugitive gnomes

Rampantly, hungrily, chasing them down

Roiling and boiling and singeing the ground

Filling the air with billowing smoke

Causing my creations to suffocate, choke

With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide

Many of them have already died

Leaving their corpses all over my skin

Turning my bounty to chaos and din

Why do you do this so blatantly?

Don't you realize it isn't just me?

If I'm destroyed I can no longer strive

To keep all of you people alive.