what was red in tooth and claw
is covered now in iron ore
this springtime that I once enjoyed
is today spoilt by the noise
of busy building sites a-groaning
how must it feel for those in loam liv’d
oceans pure and deep and blue
scummed over with plastic refuse
while we finger glowing screens
ignoring slave-mined metal’s screams
Nature thou art but a plaything
for human waste and fattened purse strings
however one does hope, suspect
in the end, you’ll win out yet
Soundcloud link – with added building site backing! https://soundcloud.com/user-808707280/up-in-your-sht
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a nature poem. Um, now I look again it was supposed to be about a place / animal / thing you know well. I guess I wrote it about the whole damn unknowable world. Hmm…
“What was red in tooth in claw”
Love this opening line, it packs a punch!
Thanks! Tennyson right? 🙂
Love these lines “oceans pure and deep and blue
scummed over with plastic refuse” 😊
Thanks 🙂