A tear drop

 Skies cry, and cry, and cry, and cry.
A tear drop forms, it metamorphoses.
It freezes, becomes a snow flake.
Snow flake upon snow flake upon flake

 merge, become a blanket atop mountains.
Time passes and they again metamorphose
melt, join as one to become a trickle
sliding down the sides of rugged mountains.

 Once again merging with so many to form
streams, brooks and with moving force
become mighty rivers flowing onward,
onward to become a whole, the world oceans.

 Skies cry, and cry, and cry, and cry
for their tear drop no longer innocent and pure
Within them are all the poisons, the pollutions
Mother Earth and mankind have spewed into the air.

 They, the rain, the air we breathe carry within them,
within their genetic makeup, all the poisons, the pollutions
that feed Mother Earth and feed mankind, by his hand,
by his greed, has planted the seeds of our future demise.

 One has to wonder just how wise is mankind ???
He poisons our lands, our seeds, our food stuffs!!!
Organic or animated, it is all the same to corporations.
Fill them with, spray them with chemicals that kill.

B. J. “A” 2

November 23^rd, 2021

Mandy

 

 

Life’s experiences .

 Life’s moments, on the run, a caterpillar
becomes a chrysalis slipping into the future
after years of hibernating in memories hoard.

After years, and years having slowly slipped by,
out of the chrysalis emerges a beautiful butterfly,
carrying on its rainbow coloured, gossamer wings,

into the ether, where voices, lyrics  so clearly sings,
of, brings to the fore, memories, for so long buried
beneath ones years, experience hidden, long carried

 B. J. “A” 2

August 30^th. 2021

Journeys

 

Journeys

Slipping from our feeble hand,
fall thousands of grains of sand.

Tumbling past our finger tips.
Always on their own trips.

Guided by the hand of fate
towards our life’s final state

upon this little blue planet, this plane.
A journey leaving behind all the pain

once felt throughout time, inflicted,
lingering on, dwelled upon, conflicted.

B. J. “A” 2

July 27^th, 2021

In the air

 

To be or not to be ???

 

Hendrik Lenis