Lost

Our mother weeps...
Soiled, in despair, her children detached...
Scaring her with our crude distorted veiw...
She's profanely reproduced...
The flowers are melancholy...
Cemented in her man made tomb...
She's forever forgotten and doomed...

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

I read this a couple of times and also the other comments. I see it a couple of different ways, but the one most prominent in my mind is that of someone standing over their mother's grave, speaking to her. I see a lot of folks trying to capture a bit of Poe, (and usually failing) but whether you intended it or not, I sense a definite Poe-esque quality here.

[Rich13White]

Being compared to Poe is flattering...I thank you very much Good Sir...

[Psychotoxin]

Definitely sounds like you are condemning our tendencies to industrialize and urbanize the planet. I like it.

This poem also is so... open... that you could imagine anything in it`s place. Bravo! :)

[Rich13White]

Thank you for your review...you're right definitely condemning...

[hardeep sabharwal]

its really nice piece and very true In many respects, as earlier said that it can be through various interpretations
good job

[Rich13White]

Thank you very much...

[Rene Salinas]

Interesting and could be taken through varioous interpretations. In my view a clear representation to what we are doing to mother earth. I might be going on on a limb. That how it felt for me. Everything that blossoms is not doing so with joy and happiness but with feelings of regret and a clear unresponsive sadness.

Crying out in the wilderness.

Thankyou

[Rich13White]

Thanks for the review...always a pleasure reading what you think and your descriptive interpretation
is right on.