Collossus

Collossus

A Poem by Sarah Conder

Steel scaffolding and concrete villains

Towering, maleficent and unrelenting,

Against an iron sky; weeping for man.

Persistent are the coarse clouds of smoke, curling,

Grasping the earth in a choking vice.

The Oil Titan lavishes his gluttonous money,

Whilst screaming-drills and parched machines

Deaden the hazel, the quivering aspen and the slender pine.

 

No more will man reap the fruits of his desires.

Two hundred years of cutting, burning, erecting, and tearing down

In a cycle of monotony and destruction,

Culminating in a Wasteland.

For all that is left is

The violation of Mother Nature, deflowered.

© 2013 Sarah Conder


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I Come from one of the most wildest places in the world. Even here we can see ,the decline in the abundance of wild life in the last ten years. What a tragedy, hopefully my kids will know what a deer looks like, I still have hope in man kind to a point.

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Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Let's hope it doesn't come to that!



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I'm not normally taken in by free verse, but this was good. I liked the message that you were getting at and the imagery you used.

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Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Thank you m'dear :)
"No more will man reap the fruits of his desires.

Two hundred years of cutting, burning, erecting, and tearing down

In a cycle of monotony and destruction,

Culminating in a Wasteland.

For all that is left is

The violation of Mother Nature, deflowered."
A good poem on the realization of what man's actions contributed to the deforestation and abuse of Mother nature without the balance of things...:)

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Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Thank you! :)
Sami Khalil

7 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)
"The oil titan lavishes his gluttonous money
Whilst screaming-drills and parched machines
Deaden the hazel, the quivering aspen and the spender pine."

Poetry, dear friend, is taking risks; puting yourself betwen machinery and God.
This is good work.

dana

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Thank you :)
I Come from one of the most wildest places in the world. Even here we can see ,the decline in the abundance of wild life in the last ten years. What a tragedy, hopefully my kids will know what a deer looks like, I still have hope in man kind to a point.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Let's hope it doesn't come to that!
Nicely said...and the whole world will be a giant golf course on day too...Rose:)

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Sarah Conder

7 Years Ago

Thank you Rose :)

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Sarah Conder
Sarah Conder

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