I walk down a wild-flower, meadow dream-like path. At the end I see a stream, and give my feet a bath. I look down at my reflection, and a tear drop makes it blurry. I turn back to the flowers for comfort, I feel that I should hurry. I follow the stream, the sounds of nature, to see just where they lead. I' m distracted by the frogs on the slate rock, the patterns in the trees. I look up at the sky, and the the clouds are pointing west, I decide to no longer hesitate, I put on a smile, a flower in my hair, and I strap on my bullet proof vest. I walk inside the forest, in a dependence of the sun, All the trees are stumped, the lumber jacks have won. One was left still standing. All the signs, they came too late. To the sun I am so sorry, to the people, you're killing life. You fill my cup with hate. I hope your brought your bloody axes, I'm ready. The fuck I'll conform. I won't be apart of this, I'm burning down my wooden house, a vow to the earth I've sworn, I planted seeds of oak, where the others had died, I thanked the lonely tree for it's gifts, and as I walked away smiling, I cried.
I thanked the lonely tree for it's gifts, and as I walked away smiling, I cried. __________________ jus dropped by this one after readin ur previous poem... i like ur style.. nother nice poem
Very good, I like it muchly. I share your awe at nature, and the anger at humanity when they are foolishly destructive. (people will fry me for this, but) I think you should fix your tense, it starts off in past tense ("i walked") then became present ("I look" "I follow"). A small problem, but I thought I'd mention it. Oh, and did this actually happen? That is, did you actually find a clear-cut, and plant acorns? If so, you have my gratitude, and the Earth's. You are an everyday hero, you should be on the news. I do not mean that sarcastically. People like you will be the ones who repair the world.
Thanks for pointing that out. Sometimes I write and don't revise as I should. And no this wasn't in my experience. I have planted many seeds, and walked through combined forests, but this poem was just an example of how I feel, and what I believe in. Thanks for reading
