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"glyphosate" poems
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 11:12 AM UTC
Don't Swallow
In meadows, rich with clover, I have seen them here before; those industrious little creatures at their pollinating chore. Now the land is strangely silent, was Rachel Carson right? Are we killing all the bumblebees? Have they made their final flight? There are those who point to climate change as the source of all our pain. If the bumble bee is dying, it is heat stress that’s to blame. Others theorize a virus as the cause of their demise; an illness ravaging the hives and emptying our skies. I even heard one scientist make the hypothesis that our overuse of cell phones is the cause of all of this. Could it be that our usage of glyphosate is to blame; As GMO spreads on our fields, our crops are not the same. Monsanto is an Agri-Corp with bought friends in D.C.; A “friendly Legislature insures profitability. The F.D.A. is slow to act; Congress drafts obstructive laws. It seems to me, just possibly, they already know the cause.
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 11:16 AM UTC
The Plight of the Bumble Bee
BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS … by Alice Connally Fisk                  Majestic Monarch butterflies spectacular in flight. Vast population plunging. Endangered now their plight Monsanto’s toxic glyphosate drives down the Monarchs number. Giant wielders of clout driven by greed count on the public to slumber. Toxic **** killers **** butterfly beauties as they drop from the blue one-by-one. Roundup Ready concoctions of cold profiteers cause our Monarch’s extinction be done… So rally to end sweet butterfly’s fate and bring back our Monarchs before it’s too late! © 2015  Alice Connally Fisk BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS "To make a wish come true, whisper  it to a Butterfly.  Upon these wings it will be taken to heaven and granted, for they are the messengers of the Great Spirit."  ~ Native American Legend               Alice Connally Fisk, 11 Pineview Place, Melrose, NY  12121 77-year-old great-grandmother, lifelong poet Kindred spirits will be given permission to add music to my lyrics and sing the song - [email protected]
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:36 PM UTC
BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS ...
BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS … by Alice Connally Fisk Majestic Monarch butterflies spectacular in flight. Vast population plunging. Endangered now their plight Monsanto’s toxic glyphosate drives down the Monarchs number. Giant wielders of clout driven by greed count on the public to slumber. Toxic **** killers **** butterfly beauties as they drop from the blue one-by-one. Roundup Ready concoctions of cold profiteers cause our Monarch’s extinction be done… So rally to end sweet butterfly’s fate and bring back our Monarchs before it’s too late! © 2015 Alice Connally Fisk BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS "To make a wish come true, whisper it to a Butterfly. Upon these wings it will be taken to heaven and granted, for they are the messengers of the Great Spirit." ~ Native American Legend Alice Connally Fisk, 11 Pineview Place, Melrose, NY 12121 77-year-old great-grandmother, lifelong poet Kindred spirits will be given permission to add music to my lyrics and sing the song - [email protected]
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
BOYCOTT MONSANTO BRING BACK THE MONARCHS ... by Alice Connally Fisk
Halloween at Camp LeJuene So those storage tanks the ads of late-night-- all talkin' about some thirty-five years a-leaking like... some aplastic benzene-apocryphal river Horror! tastes like chemo Kool Aide forever in the mouth washing over parade route seeping into boots and wombs of cadets who can't hear the music over a child's laughter-- ever over failing livers lined up like lawyers marching onto glyphosate green to Parkinsonian cheers to Taps-solos echoeimg off the stone- of mind and memory Flags! Flapping-angry! “No (wo)man left behind on the multiple ways to myeloma Miscarriages of justice! A silence waiting an eternity of tiny infant cries emptying.... into Love Canal There will be... NO JUSTICE! Only billions set aside for funeral-ic devastation “Significant compensation” --being read in a woman's face in a woman's voice “...suffering from any of these.... after drinking the water at Camp Le Juene” at the hands-down heads-turned greased palms of      silence being owned by military-corpporate “channels” of secrecy ...of Pharma-to-government medical-backwaters laundered to-governments of banana republics Mercenery chemicals Medicine with missile launchers strewn among military over-runs of... …of high power rifles, night goggles, and F-15s What am I missing here? ...about the rubbery clots and myocarditis? Has it finally come round to us? How could I not see! not recall? How many years ago-- since I could hear? the rapid fire! “The toxic Leaks!” “...suffered from any of these...” ...feeding tube terrors Time's tumors downgrade to errors deferred... Now beside the grief as amputees --take the field of parade While Misplaced Rage pages through abortions of blame in the chemical caldron where they **** shower, and shave ...then towel-dry their babies or not.... Where are the rapid-fire rats and bats when we need 'em? Semper Fi!
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Nov 29, 2022
Nov 29, 2022 at 10:12 PM UTC
Halloween at Camp LeJuene
Halloween at Camp LeJuene So those storage tanks the ads of late-night-- all talkin' about some thirty-five years a-leaking like... some aplastic benzene-apocryphal river Horror! tastes like chemo Kool Aide forever in the mouth washing over parade route seeping into boots and wombs of cadets who can't hear the music over a child's laughter-- ever over failing livers lined up like lawyers marching onto glyphosate green to Parkinsonian cheers to Taps-solos echoeimg off the stone- of mind and memory Flags! Flapping-angry! “No (wo)man left behind on the multiple ways to myeloma Miscarriages of justice! A silence waiting an eternity of tiny infant cries emptying.... into Love Canal There will be... NO JUSTICE! Only billions set aside for funeral-ic devastation “Significant compensation” --being read in a woman's face in a woman's voice “...suffering from any of these.... after drinking the water at Camp Le Juene” at the hands-down heads-turned greased palms of      silence being owned by military-corpporate “channels” of secrecy ...of Pharma-to-government medical-backwaters laundered to-governments of banana republics Mercenery chemicals Medicine with missile launchers strewn among military over-runs of... …of high power rifles, night goggles, and F-15s What am I missing here? ...about the rubbery clots and myocarditis? Has it finally come round to us? How could I not see! not recall? How many years ago-- since I could hear? the rapid fire! “The toxic Leaks!” “...suffered from any of these...” ...feeding tube terrors Time's tumors downgrade to errors deferred... Now beside the grief as amputees --take the field of parade While Misplaced Rage pages through abortions of blame in the chemical caldron where they **** shower, and shave ...then towel-dry their babies or not.... Where are the rapid-fire rats and bats when we need 'em? Semper Fi!
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When the bees are all silenced By Glyphosate laced grains. When our waste and our garbage Are choking sea lanes. When the stocks are fished out and the oceans then die. When the struggle for life Is once more eye for eye. Is it too late to ask Why we’re consumed with hate? Why, for sake of a buck, A planet was ***** It’s three minutes to midnight on the doomsday clock. We’ve not much time left folks TICK TOCK< TICK TOCK
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Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 5:39 PM UTC
Three minutes to Midnight