10 Mother Earth

Sunwands turn rain droplets into blackberry drupelets
as enkindled okra seeds acknowledge heliocracy.
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When God greengrows it's rarely in rows... awry the rye rises...unruly
the rose
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Each night the tree of nut out of naught knits neat nuts
and will time soon not sever the nut tree knot?
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The bee's favorite couplet: sunupbrimming buttercuplet
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From the plane, one sees above the clouds' chemtrails
.. lines of Sanskrit...
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as he walked along, he saw a
slain dandelion with grey locks
and blew the down of the mower victim
that there be new fluffy flower flocks
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The tree branches God has joined together let no one cleave asunder.
The animal limbs God has joined together let
no meatcutter cleave asunder.
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April is aproned with apricot blooms.
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Because the wind rustled blooming fruit trees
they released their fresh fragrance into the breeze
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Only the jasmine plant has a right to string garlands of
its blooms.
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April is the most fragile month, when tender jade tenrils
can be crushed by unconscious boots
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Why has God his dew morngift sent?
For cider, butterfly drinks,
for lilac and jasmine scent
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The fen way becomes a fern way, finely traced fans of
jade.. waving in the wind.
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The fruit tree oer the brook drops her free food into the
waters... the fish bob for apples
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Those depressing stormclouds grey... wand the world to green
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The orange tree... a green galaxy with many blazing
saffron sunorbs
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The morning sun does the throat of lark spur and blue the meadows
with sweetest larkspur
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While elsewhere the sun, universal lover,
has knit a new cover, of purplest clover, all the field over
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Most can from the apple tree pick spies
but only God can pluck blazing stars from the skies
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Like the beloved in a canoe paddled by her love is
the willow tree trailing her lacy fingers in the lake
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When the naturalist who defines plants as wild edibles
comes around, do the plants shiver and shake, quiver and quake?
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Some find peace most in the mountains. Some find peace
most at the sea. And some find peace most
in the mountains oer the sea.
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Only newfallen laurel leaves in Wilbur's laureate wreaths
for he takes only what Mother Earth gently bequeaths
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Within each acorn cloak are infinite oaks.
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Inch across the yard the bright rays of dawn
Striking magic wands cause flowers in the lawns.
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In the foothills of the Apennines old olive trees with grapes vined...make violet orbs of olivine... we think
of this in LA at Olive and Vine
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Because he wanted Pennsylvania: both the silva and the pencil
he decided from nonwood to make his pencils.
*Guarding the sea's blue peace....are the brave souls of Greenpeace
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silva: forest in Latin
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by Saiom Shriver

Comments (3)

Finding that what we want, is akin to losing what we wished for. The human heart longs to long.
A beautiful and evocative work, the language is simple and but its meaning is multilayered. My interpretation of this is that its about a person who has found fulfillment in a relationship, but that long term happiness with another has resulted in a feeling of absentees, its always wonderful t dream of achieving something, a promotion, a reward a degree, but sometimes what happens is we forget the importance of the things we have, and when its no longer a dream, it just becomes an everyday thing. That's just my interpretation of this wonderful work
nicely written...beautiful poem...