As Earth Wilts
Water trickles along the banks
Dry season had dehydrated most of the moisture
Leaving the once muddy surface looking weathered
Cracks now form along the edges
The rains did not appear
Plants have withered and dried
Seeds that fell will have to germinate next year
Time marks each generation
We take this earth for granted
Until our lives become disrupted
And the beauty that was created for us ... wilts
Water trickles along the banks
Dry season had dehydrated most of the moisture
Leaving the once muddy surface looking weathered
Cracks now form along the edges
The rains did not appear
Plants have withered and dried
Seeds that fell will have to germinate next year
Time marks each generation
We take this earth for granted
Until our lives become disrupted
And the beauty that was created for us ... wilts
Phyllis Babcock was born in Saskatchewan, Canada in
1951 and currently resides in Regina with her husband. She has been blessed
with two wonderful sons and daughter-in-laws. She has two grandsons and two
granddaughters. She started writing poetry in 2004 and joined Poetry Soup site
in 2006. She has been published in two anthologies, On Butterfly Wings and
Snippets. Her work has also appeared on Poetry.com and in a local
seniors’ newspaper. She feels writing has been a wonderful journey, meeting
many new poets and writers along the way.
Touching. Very passionate write, Phyllis. Such truth and reality in this poem. I enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
ReplyDelete-MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)
Thank you, Phyllis Babcock, for the following--
ReplyDeleteFall is really coming in fast. Leaves are quickly falling off the trees. Looks like maybe an early winter for us. Hope all is well with you and your family. Thanks Karen.
Thanks for your kind comments. love phyl