O Mother Earth

April 5, 2012
By TimmyTiger GOLD, Somewhere, Indiana
TimmyTiger GOLD, Somewhere, Indiana
10 articles 1 photo 39 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It's time to nut up, or shut up." - Woodey Harrelson "Zombieland"


O Mother Earth,
Is that your heart I hear slowly beating?
Is that your mighty breath fleeting?
Is that your cries of pain
I hear whimpering?
Or is it my ears
Playing tricks on me..?

O Mother Earth,
Is that your blood spilling into rivers thee?
Are those scars
Deep in your skin I see?
Are these you tears
Falling down on me?
Or is it my eyes
Playing tricks on me..?

O Mother Earth,
Are those your forests..
Your ONLY life source turning brown and black?
Are those your animals.. Your CHILDREN
That will never come back?
Please tell me this cannot be.
Say your playing tricks on me!

O Mother Earth,
Are you dying..?
Is that the great secret
That you are hiding?
Are you trying to tell us
In your terrible storms?
Are you still here anymore....?


The author's comments:
Strangely enough, I got the inspiration for making this poem when I heard a strange sound outside.

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on Apr. 14 2012 at 8:42 am
Princesspiper84 SILVER, Lodi, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
Motto: There's no life without death, mistakes, and missury

OMG I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS SHOULD BE IN THE MAGAZINE  KEEP WRITING

on Apr. 13 2012 at 7:51 pm
Ginga-Ninga GOLD, N/A, Minnesota
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Favorite Quote:
Never Question Yourself. If someone tells you to change, stay exactly who you are. No one should ever try to change you.

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But is that supposed to be a (your) not a (you), in the second part? but otherwise LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! I got done reading it and it started to thunder I am rolling around in fitts of laughter!

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on Apr. 13 2012 at 3:52 pm
TapTap SILVER, New Berlin, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
Dream as if you'll live forever, love like there is no tomorrow, dance like there is no one watching.

WHY ISN'T IT IN THE MAGAZINE!!!! I have no words to describe it, now I remember why I love your poems so much <3


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