Climate change global warming environment
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It is said that Geb is the God of the Earth, and Nut is the Goddess of the Sky. While they are separated through the day, she returns each night to him and leaves the sky in darkness.
I wish I could see the sea
But I’m landlocked in this city
Omaha’s is just fine
And even if I had something to do
With all of my free time
I would probably just stream
Netflix and Hulu
Demeter is tired.
For she is in charge of balancing the harvest among the high temperatures
that humans cause.
We have been working her too hard;
when it is time for her to rest for the cold months,
Mother’s Day Flowers:
An open letter from your mother:
An embryo encased within the sheath of a seed,
I have loved you since before you were born.
I yearn for a time when
We have an earth
a home
where we have
butterflies not plastic bags
Seahorses not troughs of sea trash
Fruitful forests not funerals or forests.
I ache for the
The woods were to my right
The ocean to the left,
But when I close my eyes
I am taken to a land unknown.
It is a land with a soft voice
Thinking
By Ben Fitzgerald
I was thinking about that sky that sits upon the morning.
It was awfully pink and bright,
We cling to you for shelter
and like a greedy lover, we
often ignore your needs,
asking for more than we deserve
taking for granted the abundance
of your beauty and love
The mother of all mothers
Embraces us like no other
Her luscious forests span far and wide,
Nature’s sanctuary, where creatures hide
Her waters run deep, her waters run low,
Offering gifts in every flow
Tears have stories
It ain't for human only.
Earth do cry at times.
We never see those..
Coz, only human can
Human ain't human right now
Just a bulk of organs
Human never existed.
Do we hold our world in the palm of our hand?
We pretend we are in control,
But all human actions must end.
Water. Air. Wind, Earth, and Fire.
Ever more
I gaze upon the Everglades
Ever more
They will be no more
Evermore
I see the poison in my veins
Ever more
I will be no more
Mind returns to the thick grass that entangled my toes -
my face itches as the sun expands.
A cool breeze complements the scorching brightness
It's scary, I can understand
But, if you would, just take my hand
And look at the reality
that's happening in front of me
homes drowning in flames
and consumed by the sea
Lists of lost names
