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George Krokos Nov 15
Natural forces
are becoming more hostile
due to climate change
A Haiku. Written in 2021.
Andy Chunn Aug 21
Sometimes I see the look of love
And wonder at the site
As warm as sunlight from above
Concealed like rain at night

Eyes that reveal a brightness quick
And shyly turn away
Just like the candle’s burning wick
Turns night into the day

The look of love is loneliness
When special ones are gone
The spirit hits a lowliness
Like words without a song

The look of love is bashful laughter
When two souls blend as one
The gentle glow and moments after
The look of having fun

The look of love is like the wind
That blows from clouds above
It lifts the lonely heart and mends...
I love the look of love
Victor Marques Jul 2022
Sem sabermos bem o que é o destino,
Sem sabermos se é  profano ou divino.
Parece ter ordem cósmica ou sobrenatural,
Destino que parece efémero  e fatal.

Ninguém a ele pode escapar,
Nem dele se pode livrar.
Parece ser um dever cumprido,
Dum sonho passado, vivido.

O destino existe e nunca é conhecido,
Parece ser porto sem abrigo.
O homem nasce com tudo predestinado,
Seja no amor, na morte, no pecado.

Parece estar em sintonia com o Deus criador,
Um ser supremo feito de  paz e amor.
Criaturas transcendentais repletas de luz,
Te enfeitiçam com o destino que  seduz.

Destino da criança que chora sem razão,
Respiramos com a brisa a bater no coração.
Entusiasmo com o espelho da vidraça,
Destino que tudo conforta e abraça.

Victor Marques
destino, vida, morte, ordem, acaso, natural, sobrenatural
Andrew Rueter Nov 2022
Riots are natural disasters
occurring due to toxicity in the political climate
and we’re experiencing global warming.

People look for a leader
to restore the atmosphere
but find politics instead.

Tides are shifting
as cities crumble
the earth quakes for oil.

Fires emerge
as buildings crumble
and consequences are met.

Scientists agree on the problems
but not the solutions
although a good start to solve them
is to stop the pollution.
GaryFairy Apr 2022
What if logic isn't the most logical after all?
What if it could trap us into a way of thinking that ruled over the sub-conscious, and the conscious mind?
What if the laws of nature were broken? How would we know?
What if the laws of man were broken? How could we tell?
What if the most illogical thing could change logic, as a thing?
Is logic just an idea, to rule over all ideas?

Blue your mind, in the skies before your eyes
Khoisan Dec 2021
in the heptagon
of gratitude
natural pride
the abominable defied.
"Heptagon" - metaphorically
denotes the continents.
My Dear Poet Nov 2021
I took advice from a fox
about survival and natural law
It spoke to me about cunningness
and how to trap birds within your jaw

I took advice from that bird
laying stiff in its mouth and still
about the ways one catches worms
and the early rise for their meal

I took advice from the worm
squirming in it’s beak from a brook
about all the fish it once had caught
and how in everything theres a hidden hook

I took advice from life itself
searching for secrets to survive
the difference between good and bad
and how Karma is killing us alive
Black Petal Nov 2021
He's tending the garden.
Earth on his hands
Sweat on his neck.
Sprinkling seeds
From freshly spent flowers.
I can't see his eyes behind his Ray Bans
But I know they're focused, delighted
Observing the occupants and visitors
In his cultivated oasis.
To keep the garden nurtured,
is critical.
He worries when the storms roll in.
How will they fare?
But he does what he can.
He rids the area of weeds
And cares for slender stems.
It's a promise kept
To tend and till.

In the garden he's a father too.
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