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Balance it all like spinning plates
Dinosaur crystal shards on the floor
Spin heated gravity holding our fates
Many yet cheering for more
Buffalo bone yards parking lots tell
Given the chance
in this mad greedy dance
We'll bid on some house lot in Hell
Coyote's laughing in towns turning city
As rabbits and cats disappear
Nature replying is not very pretty
As Green turns to gray every year
A druid is duelling with fear
For the ending of greed to be near
Barefoot and bloody not shedding a tear
Dancing barefoot in manic delight
In crimson crystal closing night

Reviews

[emmajoy]

'Balance it all like spinning plates ~ Dinosaur crystal shards on the floor ~ Spin heated gravity holding our fates ~ Many yet cheering for more.. '

What a superbly created poem, great style.. and wrapped around such justified outrage about the way our world is going, not a lie in sight. You place words so carefully yet powerfully. More should read this, for both content and poetic skill.

[Donald Meikle]

You got it all Em! Hope others did too. Thanks

[Sel Whiteley]

Wow, more poetry that I'd not seen, what a tremendous treat. It has the beautiful sonics of such much of your poetry and the well-crafted structure. I agree too about the ideology. It's absolutely disgusting and sickening what greed does to the world. We lose four species of plants and animals every hour. O to be able to take these themes to an audience with the same craft you employ!

[Gandré]

this told me how to build the inner strength, and how to avoid misery, I liked how you told me this with your metaphors, history and wisdom from the point of view of someone with lots of experience.