I see you all from here!
Little ants, scurrying around in
a chaos of your own creation.
Each one too busy for the beauty
in the world.
I see great mountains, wearing
snow capped hats, tipped to greet
their friend the sky.
I see deep oceans, dressed in
green and blue, garnished with silver
flashes of shoaling fish, and
rippling waves, like little horses
running home.
I see our Mother Earth
who binds us fast in a whirl
of green fields and shaded forests.
But you, little ants, tear down
the mountains and pollute the
sea. The sky is darkened
and the stars grow dim
before your touch.
While we, the clouds,
created to refresh the
world, pass on by,
shedding our tears
in a scalding cascade
of bitter rain.
Tom -this is absolutely brilliant. You don't need anymore practise. Free verse that says something.Profound and impactful. I could become a convert to this quality-10
Brilliant Thomas. Free verse at its best. I've had a dabble (Oblivion, From a Distance, Becoming) , to name just three) , but it doesn't come naturally to me. Clearly, you are a master of both.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thomas, I know I have already commented on this very excellent poem, but would love you to check out mine entitled Birds Eye View, with a similar theme. Thanks.