Our long-gone songs

by - Mr. Darcy   Oct 17, 2018


Mist spits its’ curse, tar-black thick
over the soot covered-shoots
of another strangled Spring.
Bursting are the eyes of babes
over a fuel spent forest floor:

- hear it weep
- hear its’ beat
- hear it dying, crying, sleep.

In the decreasing rings of oaks ran the echoes,
the step toes’ of...
you know the:

- centipedes
- millipedes
- many seeds that used to grrrrow…

so high towards the slicing-satsuma sky
kissing the many glaciers of fantasia.

Songs of crickets in the thickets,
songs of birds on the wing – hear what they sing:

- Songs of love
- Songs of territory
- Songs of warning

We didn’t listen!
We didn’t want to, you know.

We ran, trampling through it, when we should have:
STOPPED/ walked / took stock of the lot

Now…

What have we got?

- Pollution
- Poverty
- Pointless power
- Pointless boarders

and:

- Plutonium

To our future children – remember us, and remember our:

- selfish deeds
- Winter weeds
- past glories
- long-gone songs

and..:

- Our legacy to you – to the world and to nature be damned!

.

- Mr. Darcy
© 2018

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Judging comment : Our long-gone songs by - Mr. Darcy points 10 - this piece was somewhat different to the usual style I see here on p+q but one which I really admired and although it was about the Earth and what we have done to it and this authors anger towards that it fascinated me for unknown reasons. The whole of the piece was set in a way which in my opinion heightened the authors anger.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Paul Hirst

    Great write Mr D very heartfelt and powerful
    Well done Sir

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    Wow is all I can say. So much truth and anger lies within your words. Beautiful piece. Congrats on the front page win!

    • 4 weeks ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Well deserved, Michael. Take care

  • 1 month ago

    by Michael

    Absolutely brilliant piece of writing and the descriptions of how our world is becoming polluted and destroyed. Such a poignant poem with great imagery to boot!
    m:)

  • 1 month ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Mr D as always this is astounding work, I can feel your anger within this beauty and I day beauty as in it's a powerful piece which if only each one of us in the world could read it and take something from it then well the world would be a better place wouldn't it ?? This was a pleasure to read even if an 'angey' piece
    Take care x

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