Here is a poem for a hot summer week culminating in July 4th. May we celebrate Mother Earth in dependence!
Something Shady, On Mother Earth
In a hot flash of incite
On Mother Earth
I was dam well contemplating
Something shady
As ponder us
Was she used too
In deteriorating brood and litter
As owed as carbon dating
Suffering fuels
And inconceivable men paws
A poaching sum expiration date
Though eye was prospecting
At the edge of the forced
Just pining
Fore a touch more than a small parch
Seer-ing
Amor like high noon
Then the mourn of a knew age
Getting down
With rounding up
The species argument
Of de-serving
Here the calling out
Whoa is me
And byway of a miracle
I helled out
Sow
For the time being
I put it in park
Under my mother’s alms
A son taking leave
Sheltered from the raze
Still
Soully axing
What will
We due
With some kind of
Heir conditioning
Other than what
Might cut us down
