Conflict amid cries for peace, a house invasion of ants, and the
Poets and Storytellers United prompt to "write about something deeply felt" inspired my poem below.
Clever enough to fly to the moon and foolish enough to bomb our own planet, I see the contradictions and feel them in myself. Hope and doubt exist side-by-side. I spare butterflies but also kill ants that invade my space. Struggles embed serene scenes. Amazing life forms consume other amazing life forms by design. We love peace yet wars roam the streets and forest floors in an ecosystem nurturing and indifferent. And when we could have done better sooner to keep the planet livable longer, many who naturally fear death refused to see a threat. While waiting for divine intervention, the divine spark of preservation is ready to ignite within the discrepancies of our lives.
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ReplyDelete...Maria, I love the Canadian Native Flag, designed by Kwakwaka'wakw artist Curtis Wilson. We won't be seeing this here in the USA.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos and I love the poem!
ReplyDeleteWe humans are one big contradiction ~ your photos and poem says it so well ~ thanks, ^_^
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos, and a lovely poem. I really like how you’ve captured that internal conflict so honestly.
ReplyDeleteWonderful pictures
ReplyDeleteI understand you very well! I am Vegan for ethical reasons – and I kill ants, flies, cockroaches and mosquitos if they enter my home. And, like you, I then have to deal with my feelings of guilt – which nevertheless don't stop me. (I do try to put spiders outside instead, though. They are such sentient beings.)
ReplyDeleteI love your poem!!! Where I live in Central Oregon, our population is growing rapidly. Which means we are losing trees by the dozens and dozens. I cry for them as I imagine they are shedding their own kind of tears. What a tragedy.
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing quite like getting up in the morning and finding your kitchen awash with ants. They get no mercy from me!
ReplyDelete"Struggles embed serene scenes" your words and poem make me think Life is full of contrasts and we are often so unconcious walking through it Well written
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