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Category Archives: trees
I Drove A Car Last Night
*WARNING*GRAPHIC CONTENT* (This poem is about cruelty to animals. This is sadly a true story. The police are not providing animal control services, though they get county funding to do so. There is a small understaffed & underfunded nonprofit clinic … Continue reading
Posted in abuse, animal abuse, animals, aspca, death, dogs, Germany, god, guns, hate, hatred, human rights, humane society, humanity, life, loss, love, Nonviolence, oil, peace, people, pets, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, poverty, ptsd, sustainability, taxes, trauma, trees, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged anger, animal cruelty, animal rights, animals, aspca, dogs, drugs, euthanasia, hawaii, human rights, humane society, humanity, inhumanity, Nonviolence, pets are family, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, ptsd, rage, rescue animals, trauma, violence, war
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Old Tree
There was a very old tree as tall as the heavens, it seemed with roots reaching down into the depths of the earth the old tree had grown strong since birth and stood tall through the centuries surviving storm after … Continue reading
We Are All Animals
Last night, a little lamb died in my arms. I had been feeding milk to Ram-butan, our 3 month old ram, with a syringe, because he was too weak to drink from the bottle and his mother had moved on, … Continue reading
Mother Earth
There might or might not be a “God” there might or might not be an afterlife there might or might not be ‘good’ and ‘evil’ there might or might not be a reason that we’re here there might or might … Continue reading
Posted in blood, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, DAPL, death, democracy, earth, empathy, empire, environment, flowers, god, government, greed, hate, history, hope, human rights, humanity, Jesus, love, money, nature, oil, peace, poem, Poetry, rain, religion, revolution, taxes, trees, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, water, Yemen
Tagged blood, DAPL, death, flowers, freedom, god, greed, inequality, life, money, oil, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, religion, revolution, trees, truth, violence, war, wealth
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Invasive
the invasive trees sway in the breeze dropping their seed pods everywhere and an army rises around them as they decimate the rest of the forest continuing their march up the mountain and towards the ocean to the east and … Continue reading
Posted in environment, invasive, invasive species, nature, poem, Poetry, trees, Uncategorized
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Palestinian Cigarettes
Palestinian cigarettes burn extremely fast it seems like, to make them last we have to stop, or turn back the clock. Some say its fate that makes them burn this way. I met an old man, an olive farmer in a small … Continue reading
Posted in farm, farming, fire, human rights, justice, life, Olive trees, Palestinian Cigarettes, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, trees, Uncategorized, violence, West Bank, writing
Tagged farming, fire, olive trees, olives, palestine, Palestinian Cigarettes, Peace, poem, poetry
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Real Eyes
My eyes are burning as I’m falling through space galaxies become stars I fall further from grace and the race has no ending, I begin to realize that these signals they’re sending are just coded lies and these … Continue reading
Posted in american dream, bible, church, civil rights, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, empathy, environment, farming, fear, fire, free speech, freedom, Garden, god, government, happiness, hatred, human rights, humanity, imagine, justice, Liberty, life, love, memories, music, nature, peace, people, poem, Poetry, rain, religion, stars, summer, time, travel, trees, truth, Uncategorized, universe, violence, war, water, writing
Tagged american dream, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, lies, love, Peace, poem, poetry, space, time, truth, universe, war, writing
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sundial
it’s scary how time slips soon tomorrow will be years ago as the record skips but its a pretty great trip around and around the sun spun so fast keep on spinning don’t remember the beginning and tomorrow, today will … Continue reading
Tree Hugger
“I love you” I say to the tree. Silence, at first then a rustling of leaves but, I get it… of course it’s reciprocal. Then, “Just Breathe…” says the tree, softly “and know you are loved” and I breathe… and … Continue reading
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