Gaia's Suspicions

This was beautifully worded, I see the speaker as God
This was a really amazing idea , Wickid poem

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Awesommmmmmme.... This is one of my favorites from you:)
Gosh!! So true. And the ending line is excellent. You are penning masterpieces hun.
Keep writing(:

There is so much I love about this verse...from the title (very clever) to the different elements you speak of...it's just BEAUTIFUL!

Sadly, we all take so much that mother earth offers us for granted instead of simply enjoying and being grateful for what we have. Each element has a purpose and yet we tend to moan about so many of them.

Very enjoyable read!

My child, you say you love my rain -
you praise the pitter-patter that soothes your slumber,
yet you will not wade into the depths of my famished heart.

- what an interesting view inside a poem. It reminds me of how much I complain about the rain but yet when i am walking in it I love it, and when I hear it tapping on my window.

My child, you say you love my sun -
you glorify the rays that caress your dainty figure,
yet when I raise my temperature to please your everlasting needs,
you bail on me for a man-made breeze.

- This is like when people complain about the sun not being out and then when it does come out they complain it is too hot and put a fan on. I begin to wonder here though if there is more to this poem than the thoughts of mother nature, if infact this poem is a metaphor for somone's insecurities.

My child, you say you love my wind -
you worship the gusts that twirl wildflowers perfume,
yet when my current misplaces your freshly curled locks,
you close your window, abandoning me -
once again.

- The sense of abandonment here implies to me it could be related to a human still. Like perhaps the rain is your sadness, the sun is your laughter, the wind could be your anger or your bad habits etc. All of which someone could accept but then later they have changed their minds and disliked them after all, leaving you abandoned.

My child, I'm petrified of your claims -
for one day,
you may say you love me, too.

- Over all this poem was very much worded in a nature way and describes the seasons and their ups and down which we love and hate. But in my mind it is deeper between the lines and is about scared of accepting someone's love and promises incase they too walk away from what they once said they liked.

Beautiful poem. xx

Breathtaking, Hannah.