#anthropocene - Hello Poetry

How great are big things? Look at the grandeur of the Canyon, Carved by rambling waters, roaring winds and time; Sliced vertically like onion, Moulded with red rock, yellow sand and white lime; Measured by the eagles as their dominion; Engraved with veins of pristine water and roots of pinyon; Home of the Navajos' ancestral spirits: a land sublime. If you can apprehend the width and depth of this reign then you can explore the canyons of your brain and know all the layers of joy and pain.

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Jul 12, 2021

Jul 12, 2021 at 3:44 AM UTC

sergiodib

YOU CAN BE GRAND

How great are big things? Look at the grandeur of the Canyon, Carved by rambling waters, roaring winds and time; Sliced vertically like onion, Moulded with red rock, yellow sand and white lime; Measured by the eagles as their dominion; Engraved with veins of pristine water and roots of pinyon; Home of the Navajos' ancestral spirits: a land sublime. If you can apprehend the width and depth of this reign then you can explore the canyons of your brain and know all the layers of joy and pain.

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I sunk my fingers down into the loam of an ancient buffalo wallow and the land that had quietly prepared for their species untold millennia before me. I held the buffalo’s mourning in my heart, and felt the Buffalo Nations’ cry rattle against my ribs. I opened myself to the Earth and it spoke sorrowfully to me of its broken home.

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Dec 8, 2020

Dec 8, 2020 at 9:27 AM UTC

douglasbalmain

Broken Home

I sunk my fingers down into the loam of an ancient buffalo wallow and the land that had quietly prepared for their species untold millennia before me. I held the buffalo’s mourning in my heart, and felt the Buffalo Nations’ cry rattle against my ribs. I opened myself to the Earth and it spoke sorrowfully to me of its broken home.

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King Covid, your domain is so solid A lot of people are so stupid A ruthless minority are so avid Sympathy, they say, is outmoded Soon will this world be exploded King Covid your time has eroded Your instructions have been decoded A vaccine will soon be deployed You'll be traced and destroyed But What is our place in this world? Is a question WE can no longer avoid.

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Oct 25, 2020

Oct 25, 2020 at 10:22 PM UTC

sergiodib

KING KOVID

King Covid, your domain is so solid A lot of people are so stupid A ruthless minority are so avid Sympathy, they say, is outmoded Soon will this world be exploded King Covid your time has eroded Your instructions have been decoded A vaccine will soon be deployed You'll be traced and destroyed But What is our place in this world? Is a question WE can no longer avoid.

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Seas of swaying green reduced to gray city skylines (the triumphant results of our modern enlightenment) Slicked oil waters pulse from the refineries, defeated heads held down against the cold winds walk the streets. Malaise grips the populace, our attention at every turn deftly averted to the trivial. Welcome one, welcome all, to the Anthropocene. Smoke stacks bellowing, pockets full of printed greenbacks thickening, the overwhelming scents of greed and gluttony bleed into everything. Throw your trash to the streets, stomp the last embers and smear ash on the wall, Look around and you will see humanities closing scenes. Welcome one, welcome all, to the Anthropocene. It seems in the end truth has left us, hope has evacuated, it’s speakers replaced with puppets That dance and masquerade on taught strings. Come in my friends, take your seats in the audience, The show has already begun! The lights are dimming and the pieces well set, Welcome one, welcoming all, to the Anthropocene. Continents ablaze, reduced to decayed black. The streets of your home flooded, Mother Nature holding on by a trembling thread, And in all of our brightest intellect, We do not reknit the thread. Instead of reversing our own mistakes, instead of adjusting our sails to the changing winds, we hold the scissors to that trembling string and begin to cut with a smile. Manicured life, Monocultured lawns perfectly maintained through the drought, appearances kept up through the drowning monsoon winds. Welcome, my dearest friends, to the end of our days, whether you agree to them or not, Welcome to the first conscious mass extinction, brought to you by the height of human innovation Welcome, my brothers and sisters, to the Anthropocene.

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Mar 18, 2020

Mar 18, 2020 at 11:44 PM UTC

nasa-nick

Anthropocene

Seas of swaying green reduced to gray city skylines (the triumphant results of our modern enlightenment) Slicked oil waters pulse from the refineries, defeated heads held down against the cold winds walk the streets. Malaise grips the populace, our attention at every turn deftly averted to the trivial. Welcome one, welcome all, to the Anthropocene. Smoke stacks bellowing, pockets full of printed greenbacks thickening, the overwhelming scents of greed and gluttony bleed into everything. Throw your trash to the streets, stomp the last embers and smear ash on the wall, Look around and you will see humanities closing scenes. Welcome one, welcome all, to the Anthropocene. It seems in the end truth has left us, hope has evacuated, it’s speakers replaced with puppets That dance and masquerade on taught strings. Come in my friends, take your seats in the audience, The show has already begun! The lights are dimming and the pieces well set, Welcome one, welcoming all, to the Anthropocene. Continents ablaze, reduced to decayed black. The streets of your home flooded, Mother Nature holding on by a trembling thread, And in all of our brightest intellect, We do not reknit the thread. Instead of reversing our own mistakes, instead of adjusting our sails to the changing winds, we hold the scissors to that trembling string and begin to cut with a smile. Manicured life, Monocultured lawns perfectly maintained through the drought, appearances kept up through the drowning monsoon winds. Welcome, my dearest friends, to the end of our days, whether you agree to them or not, Welcome to the first conscious mass extinction, brought to you by the height of human innovation Welcome, my brothers and sisters, to the Anthropocene.

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God doesn’t care Is what you need to understand He set the world in motion Not hoping for your petty devotion So don't get this false notion That he loves you as a person We follow the same rules as other life We are ants on a higher level of complexity If you die in a car crash If you get cancer If your daughter jumps in front of a train If your children burn in hell He does not care. Or at least he certainly does not cry about it Its how he made the world So what can he say about it? I'm sorry? I didn't mean to? That's not the right answer. He knew what he was doing And now we eat his pudding (Creating laws for selection And effective strategies for a positive outcome Suffering is one of them - The reason it hurts is why it ******* works!) We are meaningless pieces of functional matter Wandering the world Hoping to find love and peace Just so that we could **** and raise children with ease. So Where is this all going? Making it way too confusing. Is there meaning to the Anthropocene Or is it just another random biological flourish Like the 99.9% of species that so helplessly perished No one knows We will have to wait and see Until then I think its best To try and enjoy the scene Just how God intended it to be Let's just hope he doesn't make it too obscene...

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Nov 7, 2018

Nov 7, 2018 at 3:51 AM UTC

martindove

Rant on God

God doesn’t care Is what you need to understand He set the world in motion Not hoping for your petty devotion So don't get this false notion That he loves you as a person We follow the same rules as other life We are ants on a higher level of complexity If you die in a car crash If you get cancer If your daughter jumps in front of a train If your children burn in hell He does not care. Or at least he certainly does not cry about it Its how he made the world So what can he say about it? I'm sorry? I didn't mean to? That's not the right answer. He knew what he was doing And now we eat his pudding (Creating laws for selection And effective strategies for a positive outcome Suffering is one of them - The reason it hurts is why it ******* works!) We are meaningless pieces of functional matter Wandering the world Hoping to find love and peace Just so that we could **** and raise children with ease. So Where is this all going? Making it way too confusing. Is there meaning to the Anthropocene Or is it just another random biological flourish Like the 99.9% of species that so helplessly perished No one knows We will have to wait and see Until then I think its best To try and enjoy the scene Just how God intended it to be Let's just hope he doesn't make it too obscene...

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We knew many years planet dying. We built concrete orbs hollowed-out; had DNA filled inside. Simple corals over time ate them brought back; ocean life.

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Feb 8, 2017

Feb 8, 2017 at 10:56 PM UTC

david-john-mowers

Dead Orbs

We knew many years planet dying. We built concrete orbs hollowed-out; had DNA filled inside. Simple corals over time ate them brought back; ocean life.

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