Mother Earth

I’ve walked this familiar street before
Where silence reigns and the only companions
My dog and the melodic singing of the mockingbird

My feet tread lightly here, for there is nothing to fear
As I pause to watch a swallowtail floating
On this glorious morning’s zephyr

Overhead, I see a bluebell cloud swept sky
All around, signs of chartreuse spring gleaming
And colorful blossoms sprouting with joy

And still, the Grim Reaper comes calling
For so many humans every single day
So now we pay for our blissful ignorance

Yet the stars still shimmer in a black sky
The moon rises and sways the tides
While Mother Earth orbits the sun

In the natural world, life goes on as if
Nothing of importance is happening
Can you taste and see the the color of irony?

For we, the ‘intelligent beings’ have been doing the same
As our planet and her magnificent creatures
Suffered from our own greedy hands stained in apathy.

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Day 2 Taking it to the Streets

dVerse Poets Pub OLN #263

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

36 Comments on “Mother Earth

  1. So well said….I love the beautiful description of the landscape…….then the reference to our blissful ignorance, our apathy, which led us here. Wonderful, Linda!

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  2. I love the description of your walk on familiar streets and the thought that they are safe, Linda. Our street was familiar until the lockdown, and now it feels strange with no one about. I see people pass my window, keeping their social distance, and it is all so unfamiliar. Thank you for reminding me that some things haven’t changed:
    ‘Yet the stars still shimmer in a black sky
    The moon rises and sways the tides
    While Mother Earth orbits the sun’
    and
    ‘In the natural world, life goes on…’

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  3. I am so touched by the emotion in this poem, Linda! 💝 Especially resonate with; “In the natural world, life goes on as if/nothing of importance is happening/can you taste and see the the color of irony?” 👏👏

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  4. Powerful, yes, and topical as plague droplets, and dead bodies stacked like cordwood in refrigerated trailers. Many of us are hoarse from a decade of shouting at the naysayers. Accepting responsibility should start at the top; good luck with that.

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  5. Good description of where we find ourselves right now. Enjoying as much as we can and tuning as much of the horror out in apathy as we can. It’s a difficult place to be.

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  6. It is sad to think that the grim reaper comes on such beautiful days as this…
    This line caught me…
    In the natural world, life goes on as if
    Nothing of importance is happening
    Can you taste and see the the color of irony?

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  7. “In the natural world, life goes on as if
    Nothing of importance is happening
    Can you taste and see the the color of irony?”
    Sadly yes, yes.

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