I heard the oceans cry Fever-sick and hurting I heard the forests grieve Mourning their dead I heard the high winds howl Unstable and wild I heard the deep earth groan Wounded and broken I heard the people Hide their eyes and turn away I heard the leaders Preach the gospel of greed I heard…
As you walk down a path, shaded by trees and flanked by bushes and undergrowth, you wonder, what lies around the bend? And you long to see, to know, to immediately grasp everything to come. But even if you could, you wouldn’t. That would be like skipping ahead to read the last page of a…
Long limbs twisting in the dance Leafy fingers twitch and sway Poetry described in shades of green and brown Foundations burrowed deep into the darkness keeping time with the heartbeat the primal song of the earth This choreography is not measured in time that we can see but is no less beautiful and so I…
One by one by streets and cities countries fall silent one by one turning out the lights the world waits, and wonders how long will it be until it’s all okay again And then what? Business as usual? Back to murder and war poverty and injustice pollution and destruction Business as usual or even…
Spreading her cloak of red and golden leaves she comes, heralding fecundity the bounty of the good earth ready for harvest Her cloak billows out and the trees understand mimicking her colours in the long winding down as Nature relaxes, settles preparing for bed Bring in the gifts of God to His people…
This is the right place the place of belonging Where cool winds blow the sun is warm the land is rich This is home and hearth the niche where everything fits all connected and connecting like pieces of a jigsaw finally whole Nothing unnatural comes here The cycle of like is uninterrupted untainted…
A tree stands at the world’s edge roots clutch stubbornly to the crumbling cliff confronting the abyss defiantly ‘I shall not be moved’ Sun dips low, and in the dying light branches stand out clear and stark Solid and strong, built to last But the cliff keeps crumbling Come, let us shore up the…
The world knows that my country is currently being devastated by severe fires, beyond what has been experienced before. Man-made climate change seems responsible – temperatures are getting hotter and hotter, much of the country has been in prolonged drought, so the bush is ready and waiting to burn at a single spark. Millions of…
Moonrise paints the land in an eerie glow yellow fire on the lake trees and grasses painted black against eldritch light lap of water, sigh of wind song of nightbird and insect otherworldly land presided over by the golden, alien moon Moonset, fade to black for a moment only awaiting the dawn sun shining…
A country, wreathed in smoke coughs its way to a new year homeless and displaced fleeing the lethal fires lives and livelihoods gone wildlife wiped out the burning goes on and on hospitals overrun by the breathing compromised no end in sight hope fading fast while the ones in charge insist all is well…
Eclectic Assemblage 