I am forever roaming, turquoise,
Thrashing, with a roaring noise.
I'm often kissed by sunset's lips,
Red in passing, on endless trips.
Reflected in my sparkling deeps,
The sky I once was, often peeps.
I'm foliage and flowers and birds.
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PURPLE
Purple my soft moss seat in paradise
amethyst crown purple so wise
High Priestess purpled silken silent and bold
has no need to compete with cool
Countess whose court is neat
but oh so cold !
What a sweet treat to see
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I don't know it's the beginning or the end of the world
but in Uluru there's a lizard
an ancient rock-mountain which several hundred millions of years
ago perhaps when the sea had an erection
acquired its red form
can now be seen by rolling up the curtain of the universe
toward the end of the Earth's skirt
there it's a desert
though you can't see them there are the aborigines
since tens of thousands of years ago a lizard
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Dear future
I am Sorry
Sorry we used nature as a credit card
with no spending limits
over drafting animals to extinction
stealing your chance to ever see their uniqueness or become friends with them,
Sorry we poison the ocean so much that you can’t even swim in them,
But most of all sorry
for we lie to our mindset
and we had the nerves
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MAKE ART NOT WAR (song)
{ CHORUS : Make art, not war
Open doors, go beyond
your little ponds
Let’s birth new mirth
For Earth, for Earth } x2
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I am forever roaming, turquoise,
Thrashing, with a roaring noise.
I'm often kissed by sunset's lips,
Red in passing, on endless trips.
Reflected in my sparkling deeps,
The sky I once was, often peeps.
I'm foliage and flowers and birds.
......
[Poets Note : This poem was placed 1st in an International Poetry Contest ]
rain shine so divine
sprinkle blessings kissings wet ~
feet in leather boots
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Rain-shine sound patter
mad hatter
Alice lost in whimper drops
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haiku : metamorphose
stillpoint explodes, bang
dark waters earth fire wind all ~
petals unfurl, soar
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hiku
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still
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Beneath the ash-grey skies of longing,
the earth breathes—not for you,
not for me, but for itself.
A pulse steady, undaunted by
the footsteps we leave behind.
You will see the shadows move,
and not ask why.
You will taste the salt of oceans past,
and still the waves will rise—
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haiku : metamorphose
stillpoint explodes, bang
dark waters earth fire wind all ~
petals unfurl, soar
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hiku
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still
•
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