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Death of a Forest

The last root of woodland
is dynamited from the ground’s grasp,
left to dry before it burns
on a nearby heap.

There’s something very wrong
about all this: a world turned
inside-out. And above the clouds
of dust and smoke

a lark sounds
the Last Post.

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Comments

Pete Crompton

Sat 3rd May 2008 13:17

I can't edit out my spelling mistakes. Sorry for them.

Pete Crompton

Sat 3rd May 2008 13:16

Hello Dai.
I like the idea of the last call of the lark.

It made me think hmmm wonder if the lark is really saying he will be back.

Man the virus must change if he is to survive.
Nature will always find a way.
If someon argues we are the next step of evolution I would argue back and say that even in nature there are glitches.

For all our good
for all our fantastic achievements, we let ourselves down for these materiel gains.

To destroy a forest is criminal to our planet.

Dai,

I think nature will strike back.

Well done with this poem

It got me thinking and on a roll.
I'm off to write.
Please
any more eco / animal stuff for me to read?

thanks for your words

Peter

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Dai Miles

Fri 2nd May 2008 23:31

Hey, Zuzanna

Thanks for reading and commenting. Yes, you are right. Trees are being felled and birds are leaving. Sad, very sad!

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Fri 2nd May 2008 19:03

Hello, Dai

Interesting and mysterious though provoking write;
I like the poem; it shows that there is something there in your area that requires attention.


Thank you,
Zuzanna

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