MS (8.4.1929 / Marton, Lancashire)

An Ecological Thought Eked Out

doesn't get much sympathy
from believers
or unbelievers
(though for different reasons)
but just imagine
how He must feel
when, having created
all the glorious,
(He has a sense of humour surely)
multitude of species,

mankind just knocks them off one by one,
I mean, just imagine having all those extinct species
in your Mind,
sketches, working models, problems resolved,
fine tuning, (er, evolution in later versions?)

but no longer there for all to see
and sometimes laugh
despite the fact that
they themselves don't see the joke, and live OK thanks very much...

it would try the patience of a saint
as they say

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Comments (6)

Interesting word, eked. This is a poem that flitters in my mind with a surprising and thought provoking lull.
I enjoyed this... i often dont understand your poems, probably because you have a more mature view, but this made me smile.
I enjoyed your sense of humor. Rusty
Michael, this is witty, and aa gentle nudge to unbelievers like myself to perhaps look at man through God's eyes on occasion. I may as well weigh in about poets who fire their genius out in machine gun bursts rather than set up like a sniper for one good telling shot. I usually read 5-6 of a new poster's poems, figuring like most people, that they've introduced themselves by putting their best foot forward.. If I read nothing I find worthwhile I'll usually just scroll past them in the future (sorry Aram) . I've discovered a couple new poets that I need not concern myself with today. It's too bad, but with so much GOOD poetry on the site, one would advise the newcomers to try to make an impresseion with QUALITY, not quantity. One good poem that will live beyond them is an achievement that poets strive for. It would be sad to think that I'd missed that poem because the poet had buried it under a mass of unpolished and hastily posted work. I know of one regular contributer to this site whose work that I've often said that I admire who could benefit from this advice as well. Him I read every poem he posts though, because he's proven to me that he's capable of brilliant work.
Valid for whom? And who, while not wishing to discourage them but rather the reverse, will warn such prolix poets that quantity and repetition may be affecting their own quality - and worse, rutting their mind into a person, a persona, that is not really them - so full of their own thoughts to the exclusion of thoughts about others? Pooh - or if you prefer, poo.
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