Charmed Chaos
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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
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Charmed Chaos 
Perhaps we will realize our place… (k)
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Yes. Let’s hope.
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Very true. Great poem and lovely picture
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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Couldn’t agree more, Linda.
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Thank you.
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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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Thank you Sherry.
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I like the singing of the mockingbird as a companion on the walk.
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Thank you.
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A powerful and important message expertly delivered.
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Thank you kindly.
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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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Thank you so much Kim.
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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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Thank you so much Sanaa. ☮️
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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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Yes, I can’t stand watching him each day. He’s a vile, vile man. And I will never understand his 48% rating. What is wrong with people?
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All so true, Linda–the beauty and the irony.
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Thank you Merril.
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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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It is.
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Oh my, we are reaping the horrible we’ve sewn
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Yes. We are.
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Life goes on and mother nature will have her seasons, no matter what. Take care and stay safe Linda.
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Yes, she will.
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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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Thank you Dwight.
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A sad irony indeed, inescapable….
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Yes.
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The juxtaposition of the worlds of man and nature has never been so starkly felt as now.
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Yes, so true. Thank you Kerry.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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“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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Thank you Lillian.
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