NaPoWriMo Day 16: Recycled Soul

This is another poem about my uncle who died when I was five but left me with so many life lessons in such a short amount of time. I am writing about him again because he has given me so much inspiration for the way I teach about caring for the Earth and its creatures and environment. 

Recycled Soul

You are no longer present

In your previous

Living form

But your energy is here

The organs

You volunteered to give

Before the accident

Brought new life

As with all things

Energy is reshaped and recycled

Never destroyed

You are still inspiring action

To have fun

To be present in nature

To be kind to all creatures

To respect the earth

You call me to teach others

In a gentle, caring way

Yet you were firm in your objectives

And so am I

There is no room for harm

From the teacher or the student

And in that sense

You live on in me

 

 

 

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NaPoWriMo Day 6:

I’ve been on a big kick about complaining about plastic waste and pollution of the oceans lately in my poetry. For me it’s one of the most disturbing environmental trends because it’s so easily preventable and has such a profound effect.These poems may sound a bit like a broken record. I wanted to write one more about the whales I keep seeing talked about on facebook and the internet news sites. http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-norfolk-35926455 — this is just one of many reports. It’s so upsetting because whales are facing enough problems in the ocean, and this is so easily preventable. It’s simple–do your part to be mindful of the waste you create, and don’t allow it to be dumped into the ocean!

I think tomorrow I’ll try to write about another topic…

It’s our fault

Dead whales wash ashore

People rush to solve the mystery

Opening its stomach

Inside lays a heap of plastic garbage and such

Gulped up

Too big to pass through

Polyethylene terephthalate

Is not a nutrient

 

It IS our fault

But it WAS preventable

We are complacent

But we can take action

We need to

Before

The Earth

Becomes a graveyard

 

NaPoWriMo Day 5: Wave Of Denial

In case you haven’t noticed, for NaPoWriMo, I’m writing about environmental issues. I try to keep a positive tone when I think about this subject most of the time. However, it makes me sad to see the destruction and sheer lack of awareness of some of these problems. So, the following poem is a result of some of that frustration. We need to raise awareness of what could happen if we don’t take any (or enough) action.

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A Wave of Denial

A storm is coming

Tornadoes

Earthquakes

Unseasonable warmth

Hurricanes

All come together

To form a tidal wave that has the power

To wash over us all

The forces of nature are changing

But people are not

Bad attitudes

Disbelief

Apathy

Denial

All come together

To form an ignorance

That has the power

To wash over us all

This could be our downfall