Category Archives: Green Poetry

Time

Posted on December 4, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

There comes a time I hear them say paying the Piper’s the only way humanity can move at last from this cage that holds us fast; this cage we’ve built to self-contain our lives in this place of constant pain. … Continue reading →

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Trees

Posted on June 25, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

Trees wander past the truth of Gaia awaiting still their death by fire. That fire that is death and birth, that is the trees one true worth. For us, it warms us – heart and soul without it’s warmth we’d … Continue reading →

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No Other Way

Posted on February 25, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

Well, Trooper boys all blue and bright Defend the rich, defend their ‘right’. They haven’t changed since days gone by when they caused that hero Ned to die. Still they march proud with weapons cruel and treat each of us … Continue reading →

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In Memoriam

Posted on February 25, 2022 by a foolhardy florilegium

Of heroes, I have known a few; the ones who stood where tall trees grew. The quiet ones there for us all; the ones who stood where those trees fall. Forgotten heroes full of care; the ones who stood – … Continue reading →

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So Many

Posted on July 26, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

So many years and so many lifetimes, so many forests now burned to the ground. So much of Gaia now turned into graveyards, so many places where nature did wildly abound. So many people all waving their banners. so many … Continue reading →

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Pachamama

Posted on June 7, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

The embrace of Pachamama, her gentle sweet caress. A feeling of contentment; couldn’t be more or less. She embraced me with wisdom, gentleness and more and it’s Pachamama always feels the true pain of war.

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Humanity can go to Hell

Posted on January 5, 2020 by a foolhardy florilegium

So many worlds now linger awaiting the licking finger. The doom and death of fire; my land’s a funeral pyre. So many refused to hear the call of Gaia – faint but clear. Now She shakes away her pain caused … Continue reading →

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Gaia’s Gown

Posted on October 12, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

When motivation falls so low you’ve lost the rhythm of life’s flow. Nothing in life seems quite worthwhile when every look’s one more fake smile, your brain’s inspired but not your heart, there is no beauty in life’s art, you … Continue reading →

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The Flow

Posted on August 4, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

I have a heart, it’s where I keep The chest from which all wonders leap. To keep it safe I set it free; Just the way hearts ought to be. I know it’s tangled up at times (and makes up … Continue reading →

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To the 1%ers

Posted on August 4, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

Wars once fought for freedom are now for profits gain; there’s money to be made out there, if you can take the pain. We kill and rape and plunder just for some bottom line; destroying cultures in our wake is … Continue reading →

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Victory is near

Posted on July 25, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

Victory is near – we cannot win; the final campaign will soon begin. Losing is the reality of this war for any who cares about the score. A battle that’s worth the final cost is the battle that can’t be … Continue reading →

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Climate Catastrophe

Posted on July 12, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

I read reports, I see what’s there; the human race just doesn’t care. I know we’re fucked; impending doom is written clear in so much gloom, so to battle on against the foe is the only place that’s left to … Continue reading →

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Tinkering

Posted on July 7, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

Tinkering at the edges of a planet doomed to die; deciding that it’s all too hard – so just why should we try. I watch another ‘Movement’ (a thing oft of the bowels) rising to the greatest heights – “There … Continue reading →

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BE THE SOLUTION!

Posted on June 28, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

The planet’s fucked, we’re all gonna die lest to apathy we say goodbye. Our days of basking in false wealth ain’t lookin’ good for the planet’s health. So suck it up folks, young and old; time to come in out … Continue reading →

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The Elders of the Human Race

Posted on June 25, 2019 by a foolhardy florilegium

At times I think it’s all in vain; I feel the chill – depressions rain. The soaking downpour of despair that says “There is no hope out there.” I see the world – a bloody shame; how could we do … Continue reading →

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