Dandelion rain suggests something beautiful but barren. Right now the world suffers from the greed and misuse of those who had been entrusted with our well-being. What now will be do to preserve a bright future for those who follow us?
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As usual it was a captive and stunning piece of work. But this time it really hit me hard because your message came across so strong. Something went wrong in the world and we don't pay attention anymore because we're too absorbed in ourselves.
"Greed devours the hungry earth
strips her of her precious worth
A child died in the street last night
while others danced in money's light"
That was the most gripping stanza. You have the gift of being able to get things, important things, across so easily and with such beautiful words even if the subject is our own carelessness. I am never not impressed with your work! This was no exception :] Amazing write Craig.
EXCELLENT! i can tell you are skilled at the art of poetry. you are def no amateur. great word play, description, and i def nodded in agreement the whole time.
Man with money, smell of power
ticking on the cutting hour
Takes our breath on streets of cold
and in that moment he takes our gold
I LOVE THIS PART THE BEST. bec it reminds me of my ex and how he used me, took my money, and left me in misery. "takes our gold" ilike how you say that, instead of saying "took our money, etc" what a unique qy of putting it. i loved this poem. i gotta check you out even more.
Wow, heart wrenching and yet still beautiful, sad but beautiful. A different side to you. Powerful, raw and unforgiving. Your hope for better still shines through.
very good piece filled with alot of deep meaning .... like the imagery in this alot.... you always write some deep thought provoking poetry .... nice job on this.... keep up the great writes.... fav lines...She died in the dandelion rain
Do you feel her pain? Feel her pain
Age of innocence; age of lies
now we watch as our innocence dies
Oh profound and intensely true! Loved the rhyme and rhythm.. the flow was incredible.. the contents are alarming .. if you would have read this 3 years ago.. you'd think the writer crazy.. but we surely live in times where the curtain is lifting.. and it's closing hour.. things don't look as pretty as when it was dark .. with the special effects lighting!!!!
Everyone has been fooled and has fooled.. keeping up with the Jones' is now going to be selling to the Jones' at a major loss.. if you couldn't afford to buy the things purchased over the last few years.. boats... RV's .. properties up for sale at discount prices.. great time to buy if you have the cash... but many are holding their money in fear.. hiding it! GREED and CORRUPTION are the elements that plague our nations.. all part of capitalism.. this will never change.. no matter the type of government or class we live in.. these are human weaknesses everyone struggles with. It is in these times that hopefully people rediscover what is truly important in life.. family.. friends.. honour.. respect.. charity.. peace.. freedom.. and so much more. I love how you put this together.. this part particularly caught my eye:
A child died in the street last night
while others danced in money's light
Funny we all have been doing this.. as all around the world people suffer.. in the poor sectors. I am not immune to the weakness of greed and we all truly need to learn something from this.. One person can not do much alone but if each individual did do a little something.. even for a neighbour in need.. it would make society a better place! We truly have been blessed..we need to take steps to preserve the future for our children and future generations.. even if we suffer a little.. let's not take advantage anymore! =)
Dandelions are beautiful weeds, plucked out of manicured lawns and killed by toxic spray guns.
If we could just let the beautiful things grow and exterminate the ugly; guns, war, intolerance, racism, greed, the world would be a good place to live, and to dance.
A truly inspiring weaving of words, my friend. I am young, and this fabulous poem really places the weight of the world on my shoulders. Truth is what you have placed in the words. What will my generation do with the world that our ancestors leave us? This generation, I must say, is greedier than ever, and your beautifully represented message opens eyes. Oh, if only everyone could read this!
"Age of innocence, age of lies
Now we watch as our innocence dies..."
I agree with you that our innocence is dying. Year after year, young ones seem to be losing their innocence at a younger age. I feel that for me, this poem is a kind of hook, grabbing me so that I don't sink deeper in the pool of lies...
I agree with Stephanie.'s review. You have addressed what is going on in society today but done it using such beautiful words, poinet and sad.
Great write! thanks for sharing Craig.
A strong and beautifully haunting piece about our world today. Colored so brilliant that it masks the evils that are occurring. Like the atomic dandelion weed, that boasts it's sunny yellow color. Deadly in taking root and spreading, taking over and holding no prisioners. Evicting everything in it's path. What a brilliant way to describe how our government sends out the soft deceptive dandelion seed arrows, to blossom in deceptively sunny colors, that evolve into a hunger that devors all for which we have strived to give life. Satiating it's uncontrollable hunger at the expense of everyone that gets in it's path. They have deemed the white house garden unsuitable to be fed to the children living there, due to the chemicals in the soil. Yet, their caustic greed sends the children of this nation a message, "You are not my people, so eat of what we feel is adequate for you, the left over garbage from our rejects." This is only my take on your brilliant writing. I do not mean to taint your meaning by my statements.
2024 is here... May we make it so much more heaven than hell... Wishing all peace on earth... Together, maybe we go the distance...
The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
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