I saw what you did
with the trees
Along the road & into the valleys
weaving to the lush forest
I saw what you did
with the birds, hawks & butterflies
There were other creatures too
whose silence is now deafening when
You cut down that mother tree
with your giant saw, with disdain & lack
of empathy. Thereafter
we all saw the giant warehouses covering
the landscape as sawdust,
the soft pink sky forever hidden from our eyes-
So don't complain now why
your fruits taste like plastic
And the air is a violent red, itching your lungs
And the land is ash, sinking with every fervered breath
Just Saw from
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What a beautiful, poignant poem Grace.
ReplyDeleteAn interesting image choice and a perfect protest poem for those of us who love trees, Grace.
ReplyDeleteI love your twist on the word "saw" and your tone in this poem, Grace.
ReplyDeleteAh yes; trees are important to the environment and our food basket and our sense of reverence and gratitude.
ReplyDeleteMuch💖love
A wonderful take on the picture, Grace! Well done.
ReplyDeleteBrilliantly done Grace!
ReplyDeleteI just posted the link to my entry for tonight and then clicked on yours... to find fallen trees, surreal art... the same threads are forcefully on our minds, are they not?
ReplyDeleteAll goes to show our actions will catch up to haunt our being for being ungrateful to nature. Love the twist on 'saw' Grace!
ReplyDeleteHank
Muy Bueno!
ReplyDeleteGrace, your poem is prophetic. If only they would listen. If only the leaders would stand for the trees and all the rest.
ReplyDeleteStunning and powerful. Wow. There is such a controlled, undeniable rage. Beautiful, sharp and tragic poem Grace.
ReplyDeleteAhhh...we are singing the same song with different voices. Beautifully worded and necessary.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blog
ReplyDeleteI mentioned this and then read it to my wife this morning (after she told me the skies in Nova Scotia are hazy because of the Alberta wildfires). A profound poem.
ReplyDeletea powerful 'J'accuse' voice especially with the double entendre of saw
ReplyDeleteGrace, this is happening throughout my beautiful smallish city of Bend! Thank you so much for taking this direction with your poem. The world needs to read it.
ReplyDeletePerfect. This gave me chills. Love the 'I saw what you did' premise.
ReplyDeletePowerful words, Grace. 🙁 Tragic, but true. The developers are buying up every inch of land. “Pave paradise and put up a parking lot.”
ReplyDeleteHarsh reality we are seeing everywhere. I like the controlled anger in your words, Grace.
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