Eye in the Sky

Jet fumes going straight up

pointed at one end

with an eye at the top.

Needle in the sky

like God is sewing back together

the rips and tears we've made in the

Universe.

Who Will Care?

(Photo copyright Construction Knowledge)

Rumbling down
screams of agony and pain
the mountain is falling down.

What of the creatures who
make their home inside the
beautiful Appalachians?

Is more coal more precious
than ruining the
Appalachians Mountains?

Is it worth the raping
and scaring of the land?

Was it legal for the government and the coal companies
to ask home owners
to sell mineral rights,
especially when they
didn't understand their legal rights?

Drinking water contaminated.
Mudslides galore.
Poverty continues to grow.

Top soil is ruined
as evidence by strange
growing vegetables.

The air stinks of smoke, coal
and slug ponds that have
nowhere to go.

Schools in the way of mud
slides, homes that crack from
black.

What happens to these
poor people?
Who will care?

Serenity

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Serenity,

the time of

morning

when the earth stands still.

Serenity,

as the ocean moves in

tiny ripples

awaiting the waves of the coming day

Serenity,

the birds flying over -

sunrise

water glistening,

tiny fluffs of clouds

drift along dawn has crested.

Serenity,

the sun in the eastern sky

approaching mid-morning,

but no one

seems to notice but me.

Serenity,

a bird swooping,

probably a seagull,

'thou I wish it were my red tail hawk

from home.

Serenity,

the the fluffy clouds seem

suspended with only

the gentlest of movement.

Serenity,

as the water glistens

over the vast and

wondrous ocean.

Serenity,

as the day begins

and light wakes the world

and may life is renewed again.