Poetry

Death to a Midsummer Night’s Dream

 

An autumn wind blows carrying a chill

instilling my soul with a fall flavored thrill

Its the time when I truly beam

It’s the Death of a midsummer night’s dream!

Bring on the summer’s end

it’s time for the tree limbs to shake and bend

The time has come for summer to take its final breath

bring on the cider and cinnamon, the flavor of summer’s death

slide Fall’s dagger into Lady Summer’s heart

Queen Autumn’s reign is about to start

Quake the trees and let the leaves drop

blot the sun and let the heat stop

She brings cool winds and bonfires to all

Its time for a few months of Fall

A symphony of orange and yellow is the world’s new theme

The theme of A Midsummer Night’s Dream

-Poetic Ice-

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Poetry

Mother Nature

Mother Nature’s tears pour.

Tryna cleanse Earth’s whores.

Not prostitutes, but people whoring her resources.

Tryna wash away ideas that led to wrong courses.

That’s why there is such a thunderous rain.

Mother Nature is sharing her pain.

Too much oil and blood spills.

Black crude causes animal kills.

The shores will blacken with a mess that can’t be swept.

And she knows this, that’s why she wept.

Mother Nature knows not what to do with Earth

Sink holes swallow the ground, so Your corporate buildings have no worth

Everyday the world grows hotter

The polar bears can’t venture any farther

The Ice Caps will continue to melt

Most won’t care until an Impact is felt

The Waters of the Earth will rise

Oil will spill into it and give you Flammable eyes

The War will continue to Rage

Until a bomb sets the ocean ablaze, effectively turning each Continent into a flamming cage

Mother Nature shows sad rage with a feverish display of lightning

Each strike growing even more frightening

But most won’t care

They’ll simply grab an umbrella to shield their hair

These powerful storms are because Mother Nature is sad

I pray that we band together and fix this, before God show’s us he’s Mad

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