Rainforest Poems

It's true, I was idealistic when I was young
I saw everything in black and white
But now, everything's gray and complex
I fought for the seals and whales
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Rain your heart with its inside soft tissues
The stimulus of the thoughts that from there fly
Every hour of the weaving dark dripping issues
Into the earth and up to the very high
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No rainforest can hold me
No desert can leave me thristy
As I look for you
Where are you, love?
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Living is a challenge

Life is not the same
Me poet Yeps Poet
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The rainforest is green with its beauty,
It is pure and holy like the greatest palace,
Where kings and queens roam,
In all their unrequited glory,
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for Greg Fallon

A kid yells "Mother Fucker" out the school bus window.
I don't think anyone notices the afternoon clouds turning pink along the horizon,
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God gave us colours in our daily routine,
A clear blue sky the grass so green,
The colours of the mammals, all the life in the seas,
Our rainforest habitat they're all there to please.
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A loud laugh, a hysterical cackle!
I got up with a start early morning,
opened my eyes. I was in
my friend's house in Wayanad
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Your world is fragile glass
Every day breaking like bones
Against the heartless pavement
Of this dingy city where dreams disappear
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I remember peeping in at his skyscraper room
and seeing him fast asleep. My little man.
I'd been in Manhattan a week,
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A FOREST FULL OF TREES

As I entered the rainforest the other day,
Where the trees stood tall and free,
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celtic artists unique voices soulful insights
rainforest dripping flooding rivers of words
wet downpour drowning in layered meanings
bush time wild weather mosquito time infuses souls
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I get off the IRT in front of the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture after riding an early
Amtrak from Philly to get a hair cut at what used to be the Harlem "Y" barbershop. It gets me in at ten to
ten. Waiting, I eat fish cakes at the Pam Pam and listen to the ladies call out orders: bacon-biscuit twice,
scrambled scrambled fried, over easy, grits, country sausage on the side. Hugh is late. He shampoos me,
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He swings his torch high and low,
piercing the dark undergrowth, green and lush,
casting a glow across the swampy places.
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Draw a nail from the wood,
You weaken the frame,
The wind won't be withstood,
Because it's structure you maim.
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once upon a track high in the Kahurangi National Park
it was not a park then just locally known Wangapeka Track
I read psalms in alpine mountains below alpine heights
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I dreamed of kissing you all the night
In a rainforest of fireflies bright
The cozy curve of your lips were glowing
Moist breeze of monsoon was blowing.
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My stella 44
Thy lap is my rest

In the forest of life a selfless empty shell,
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There isn't a
N A M E
to fill in the
void of personality.
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Enthralled by programmes on aquatic life -
sun fish swim upside down when they wish,
camouflaged rock-fish precision-jump thus
devour prey at lightning speed; you will not
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celtic artists unique voices soulful insights
rainforest dripping flooding rivers of words
wet downpour drowning in layered meanings
bush time wild weather mosquito time infuses souls
...

When the day is over, I see my body oh so decomposed
I decide to take one last stroll in the rainforest
There I see a spot to let myself be disposed
In a beautiful cloudy day in August
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The Amazon

The Amazon rainforest cries and the mighty river senses the doom.
The inhabitants of the forest are beleaguered in fear of losing out
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A rainforest in suburbia;
As green a view, soaking.
As fair, in its feathered run-off
Parrot's tri-flash dyed in.
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once upon a track high in the Kahurangi National Park
it was not a park then just locally known Wangapeka Track
I read psalms in alpine mountains below alpine heights
...

Stormy rainforest
Howling, whooping, boohooing
Bursting into tears
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I was a rainforest once
Overcrowded with tall trees of pain
They reached high up to the skies of my eyes
I could barely see the world for what it is
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The rainforest of Amazon is burning...
Haven't you heard the crying...?
O don't know how many souls are sold
And where to stop greddy game of cash cold?
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From Dust

Life is dust
Without it we will not exist
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It is a cool rainforest morning
I Drink my hot soup silently
The dogs watch me quietly
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