Poems by group: Earth appreciation poems Climate action poems √ more … Hey, Humans, it’s half past hotDesert getting bigger,and rainfall running short You’re the ones who can stop this heatDo it with talk and toolsChange the way you travel and eatMaybe plant a tree or two Sorry to rush, but there’s sort of a hurryForests […]
Camel Says Hey Humans Read More »
Enough! Maybe it’s time to get mean, Humans! Get this thing under control My family’s been here for a million years and now you’re killing us all Poems by group: Earth appreciation poems Climate action poems √ more …
Tortoise says enough – climate Read More »
Hey Humans! It’s all on you! I can’t fix it, I don’t drive a car You can stop wrecking things! Please stop it now! Ice is still melting My home’s half gone! Poems by group: Earth appreciation poems Climate action poems √ more …
Penguin – Hey Humans Read More »
I’ve been thinking a long long time Still can’t find the answer Why can’t humans stop wrecking the air and everything else we all need? Link to larger image for printing as signs Poems by group: Earth appreciation poems Climate action poems √ more …
Gorilla’s been thinking Read More »
Took more than twenty years, but he drank himself to deathSpilling out the sweetest songs of love and roads and dirtTownes, a child of southern oilDad bought him a guitarEyes closed, he started singingTouch a million hearts Chose a life of station wagonsWriting songs to pay the wayDidn’t travel far from TexasWherever he was, he was
Townes Van Zandt – appreciation Read More »
The sound of the suburbs, not just bird songIt’s lawnmowers, wood chippers, chainsaws and weed trimmersPeace isn’t peace in a noisy back yardStill, it’s nice that someone plants flowers
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A thousand kids in his high school classTen thousand more in the countyAll the same age, all the same placeAll of them looking at life with an eye It went pretty good for some, he sawSports and jobs and husband and wivesOthers are happy with the sidewalks they findA few got lucky. A few more died Some
Beautiful suffering, told in songBlaze Foley and old John PrineSing of life and love and longingHere on Indian Land If only we could only flyIf time could speak her mindin the land of loving huntersSounds upon the wind Boots and barefoot, feel the landSing the truth, joy and painLet it carry on the wingsthat follow every friend
Boots and a guitar Read More »
