Inspired by Russian deforestation originally, but it really has to do with general human disregard for nature. Pollution, tearing down historical sites, cutting down forests, global warming.
An amber sky melts beyond the clouds, A sea of black lies infinite in its path, Folds of dark velvet drape lovingly Over the glimmering moon. Leaves of mighty oak and slender birch Fly boundless past the praying stars, While emerald walls and fallen towers Watch over these ancient woods. Eyes of rich umber, scarred and burned, Tell tales of wars fought long ago When this ground was far too young Even for the crumbling rotten logs. In silence, dark and frigid waters pass The resting willow weeping here, Like blood from the wounds of men, And drift beneath the waking forest. Screams of hunting and hunted Linger over forgotten bones, While nightingales twitter softly In the shadows of the wind. Tonight, the world that man has built Will slumber gently with no regret. But the one they have destroyed Shall never sleep.
Like I said before, this is absolutely a gorgeous piece, despite the thing that prompted it. Thank you so much for entering my contest, Congratulations.
Im not really much for poetry but I do know I when I read one I like and that was a nice piece, one thing that sticks out to me is the last part
"Tonight, the world that man has built
Will slumber gently with no regret.
But the one they have destroyed
Shall never sleep."
Nice way to sum it up, you really knocked it outta the park :)
Also I like how early in your poem you use colors to describe but then you stop as if to add to the destruction of nature, bleeding it of its beauty, like taking a Van Gogh painting and stripping it of color, sure its still art but not quite the same.
Powerful in your portrayal of beauty and desolation, living together in a fragmented world. Your imagery is rich in its profound expression of life and death wrestling for the world. Amazing...
the imagery in this is absolutely gorgeous and it has a deep meaning. i love it.
my only suggestion is that it be broken into stanzas, to polish it up and make it easier to read. other than that, however, i think this is a beautiful piece.
thank you for entering it in my contest, and good luck.
You've got an extremely powerful styling here that allows the reader to create a great mental visual. "Leaves of mighty oak and slender birch / Fly boundless past the praying stars, While emerald walls and fallen towers / Watch over these ancient woods." You give a fantastic sense of majesty and personality to the natural world, one that few too many people recognize and respect in this day and age.
Thank you for sharing.
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