Showing posts with label air. Show all posts
Showing posts with label air. Show all posts
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Spider and Worm
Delicately delicate, she suspends it in space,
and spins from her scuttle this air-strewn lace.
Over and over and over again she splices
spidery substance with spot-on slashes
wider and wider through space/time she dashes.
So silvery it shines in morning light
inspiring this human with her shimmering site.
Meanwhile down way down in earthen ground
wiggly worm weaves his way around,
dirty and grubby and stubby and slow
crawling and hauling his humus so low.
He don't see no nothin'; he just go and go
through sludgy mud and slimy cruds
in soils he toils, 'til shovel turns over his boring drudge.
These two together are wild working partisans:
the annelid laborer and this arachnid artisan.
Master worm slung low, Madame spider spinning high,
dug in dirty and low and strung up in airy high,
until both annelid and arachnid do wear out and expire.
The earth and the sky turn lower and higher.
Glass Chimera
Monday, June 13, 2016
Oh, Give Them
Oh give them some land to work with
and some water to make stuff grow.
Give them some tools to turn the earth over
and push all that dirt around,
productively.
Teach them to Plow it and disc it and
tend it and harvest it
and ship the Fruits of it out so folks can
Eat.
And give them some Water; we need
water.
Oh yeah let 'em eat drink and be merry.
Yeah, let 'em do all that
in this our promised land.
Let 'em slice it and dice it and
multiply, divide it.
Let 'em add this that and the other
and subtract what they think they don't need,
let 'em Seed and Feed.
Let the wise lead,
and hope they've chosen wisely.
Let the simple be fulfilled,
and not by their leaders be killed.
At the Wonder of it all, let us be thrilled.
Let us carve the earth and marvel at it all--
what we've done and what
we've made.
But hey, please don't let it go to our heads.
Instead, help us
Try to keep it in perspective with
some eyes on the big picture,
eyes on the prize
not obsessing with the size
of all this stuff.
Give us some Air to breath
and help us put on some wings and fly
Oh yeah
but help them limit our negative effects; let them
temper their intrusions, boost our inclusion.
We need to regulate it and yet we need
to deregulate it help us
figure all that part out that
delicate balance
sensitive valence.
We gotta prioritize it and sensibly control it.
Let 'em have a firm hand, a steady hand,
but, yeah, a gentle hand.
Let them take care in what they do with the earth
and the air.
Let them share;
and yes, be fair.
Yeah, let us be fair to one another,
and make sure there's enough to go around
for everybody. I'm not making this up.
Let them prosper and proceed
with their plans
but let them pray
today.
Yea, Let us pray.
Hey God. . .
Glass half-Full
Labels:
agriculture,
air,
air travel,
conservation,
feeding,
fertility,
growth,
land,
poem,
poetry,
prayer,
productivity,
responsibility,
stewardship,
travel,
water,
wisdom,
wonder,
work
Monday, April 18, 2016
In the Air I have seen
In the air my eyes have seen
more wonders than I could ever dream.
Some loom large with majesty so grand . . .
. . . while others dangle on delicate strands.
In the air my eyes have beheld
certain patterns into which my mind can delve
like dappled skies in cloud-swept windrows . . .
. . . and divided glass on skyscraped windows.
In the air I have noticed with my very own eyes
incredible creatures that somehow can rise,
like this simple bird whose lifestyle, so exquisite . . .
. . . surpasses the swami's contrived solicit.
In the air I have observed with my God-given eyes
such incredible scenes which life doth devise
like the sinister mystery of this Paris gargoyle . . .
. . . and majestic Alps formed without human toil.
In the air my eyes have seen
more wonders than I could ever dream,
from large to small, from ridiculous to sublime,
between stupid and smart, to stupendously divine.
Glass half-Full
Sunday, October 25, 2015
River runs through US
Sun fire heat radiation flings slings planets orbits
Earth magma rock stone rubble gravel sand silicon chip
Sky air cloud mist snow sleet rain drops
Water current stream brook creek spring gurgle trickle drips
Drips trickle gurgle spring creek brook stream River
River
Life breath move hear see smell feel think do
Eat drink sleep pee shit sleep wake walk work
Work hunt gather slaughter harvest winnow store
Store winnow harvest slaughter gather hunt work
Work buy sell prosper town street city ride sail travel drive fly
Fly
It all happens, by n' by.
Glass Chimera
Labels:
air,
air photography,
anthropology,
city,
civilization,
country,
development,
fly,
history,
life,
poem,
poetry,
river,
urbanization,
water
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