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The Humble Bumble Bee

This little creature is so underrated,
Its importance can never be overstated,
With our eco system this creature's related,
All could die if we refuse to see.

If we're not careful they'll disappear,
That very thought should fill us with fear,
The consequences will be severe,
They're what sets mother nature free.

For their problems we need to find a cure,
Their future survival we must ensure,
That's perfectly clear it's not obscure,
They're a diamond amidst the debris.

We need to wake up and smell the roses,
Before our mother nature forecloses,
If she does the question this poses,
What will happen to you and me?

It truly is a wonderful creation,
They're required throughout every nation,
Without them there'd be no pollination.
Though not everyone would agree.

To save this miracle is our major task,
On past achievements we cannot bask,
Can we save it is one major ask,
We need,

‘' The Humble Bumble Bee ‘'

poem by Bri Mar
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Gaia’s Plan

Please, don’t sweep the leaves away –
Their essence gives to life’s decay.

Never hack the flowers down –
Their colours bless the laughing clown.

Now why the mowing of the lawn?
The severed grass will lie forlorn.

Let our flora live undressed,
Or under Man, will toil repressed!

I, the tree of standing still –
Erect and proud, and stout of will,
Aglow with motley bark of earth –
Advance my roots for all they’re worth,
Internalising Nature’s bowels
To snag the devil, tweak his jowls
And pull his hairs from whence they grow!
I’ll destroy his pagan show
Of Homo sapiens’ disrespect!

The humble ape must reconnect
With Gaia’s plan!

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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What Creature Is This

What creature is this,
That decides to begin explicit conflicts?
Doing things the opposite...
And spreading contagious disease.
That feeds on hypocrisy,
With such amazing ease!
What creature is this,
Existing in our midst?
Allow to persist with displays of sickness!
Poisonous is the water...
And the air this 'thing' pollutes!
Unsatisfied with its reflection seen...
It destroys anything Mother Nature 'salutes'.
What creature is this,
That can not sit to fit in?
Why is it like a cancer spreading,
With no cure to stop its end!
What creature is this,
With a mind that defines?
And looking for a way,
To slay all goodness that it finds!
What creature is this...
Insisting to plant chaos remembered,
And not to be left behind!
What creature IS this?
Making attempts...
To discourage wishes of peace,
It declines!
What beast is this watched...
As it craves with venom seeking to unwind!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Innocence blood

Country, beauty fills it
Home of mother nature
With all the Creature
The voices of children
Is the music of the roses
A child's smile
It is the roses sunlight
A child's laughter
Is nature's patter
Colorful faces
Is the City's rainbow
Now it is country, ugly fills it
Home of a mother warrior
With all the war
The screaming for help
is The Crying of the roses
A child's frown
Is the roses crown
A child's weeping
Is nature's sleeping
Pale faces
Is the City's clouds
Innocence blood
What they have done?

poem by michelle al G
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Past Unlocks Future

Past unlocks Future

The birds fly in the sky
the water flows down the valley
The mountains open wide
Nature feels free

the trees are green
The ocean is clear and blue
Nature feels free
I have no fear for my pass will be free

Love and faith is what it takes
Through the caring and touch of God I'll make my way
nature becomes free
in Jesus name my future is free
thanks to God past is gone and forgotten

poem by Gregory PierreJerome
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Wonders Of Mother Nature

Mother nature
Oh mother nature
How beautiful and lovely you are
With such a tender loving care
Mother Nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
Our dearest mother nature
Our amazing mother nature
Ohh! Mother Nature
If nature allows can I please ask you a question
As a mother
How come you killed your young?
How come you made your fellow mothers cry?
How come you took away their joy?
You took the only thing that made their lives blossom
You suppose to make life beautiful
Mother Nature you suppose build
But how come you destroyed homes
Mother Nature you suppose to make the world a good place to be in
Yet you have turned the world to be a horrible place
Mother Nature as a mother you suppose to warn your young when the go astray
Not to destroy them
Yet you destroyed and killed them
You suppose to symbolize new beginnings and that there’s always hope
Yet you came and shuttled people’s lives and dreams

poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Unremarkable

Mankind is an unremarkable creature
With a largely warped set of ideals
A bloated sense of self importance
Frail and useless, with notions of superiority

Believing in some supreme order
The only creature who refuses to be what we are
Clinging to our cruelty and to our exquisite mistakes
Until death at last, stares us each in the face

We are the only animal for whom our own existence
p*ss but a problem, which needs to be solved
In a desperate search to find our better angels
Only to find our demons and demigods

We often wax poetic about the cruelty of man
Yet no animal could ever be as cruel as we can
And in the deep crevices within our minds
We are merely crude, pestilent and blind

Indecisive, conceited, with unquenchable desires
Even Mother Nature, dare not know us all
In the end, truth be told, we are nothing more
Than talking apes, with attitude problems

poem by Eric Paeplow
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The People Who Love Nature

Not seen as great or special or the leaders of our time
But to the people who love Nature i dedicate this rhyme
They dedicate their free time for the future of human kind
And in the person who loves Nature a great person you will find.

The person who loves Nature be it he or be it she
Is someone who is a good friend of all of humanity
For we belong to Nature though some may not agree
Like every other life form that's how 'twould seem to me.

The people who try to save the woodland from the bulldozer and chainsaw
And whilst in trying to save the trees they break a man made law
Are the real heroes and heroines and the unsung of our day
Though there are many out there who do not see it that way.

No special day to honour them and for them never a parade
And for the dead who did love Nature the last post is never played
They live to save the Planet and anonymity is their gain
But the people who love Nature as my heroes and my heroines do remain.

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poem by Francis Duggan
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Leave Me To Mother Nature

I don't want to live for to be frail and old and kept alive by pills
And taking the most unnatural drugs for to combat my many ills
Leave me to Mother Nature my fate she will decide
Since the Reaper will find us all one day from him we cannot hide.

The greatest people we know of their fame was known World wide
They loved life, their achievements great but they grew old and died
The longest human life seems brief in the eternity of time
And time outlives the artist's fame and the great poet's greatest rhyme.

With pills do not prolong my suffering of suffering set me free
Leave me to Mother Nature she knows what's best for me
Human bodily parts like an old car engine with age slowly decay
Leave me to Mother Nature when I've known my better day.

Leave me to Mother Nature of me she will take care
An ageing body as we know is beyond human repair
Us Humans like Nature's Seasons to life we come and go
But Mother Nature lives forever the only God I know.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature & Its Beauty

beauty is nature in all it's glory,
preaching us a lot of story.

fall, winter, summer & spring,
the site of the nature is a beautiful thing.

as the sun sets my heart did rise,
the stars shined within the skies.

my soul glowed as the wind stirred,
my breath caught at a sound of a bear.

little animals moving through in night,
climbing, slithering, roaring in flight.

darkness en wrapped me with a comforting touch,
oh i love this nature so much.

filled with happiness & desperate love,
nature has adorn this beautiful earth.

helping us as a gift of god,
nature provided us love of all sort.

for all it's goodness we have altered it by & by,
so much so that the nature would cry.

it's time for us to pay nature's dew,
not for me & not for you.

just do your bit to regain the beauty of nature,
so let us save this huge creature...!

poem by Rajat chandra
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It Is Survival Of The Fittest

On the flesh of smaller forms of wildlife the eagle she does fill her craw
A predator of Nature's wild kingdom and Nature lives by her own law
And the predators of Nature's wild kingdom they have to kill to stay alive
It is called the survival of the fittest where only the fittest survive.

The fear of creatures of the jungle when they listen to the big cats roar
But in Nature big cats are not seen as killers they hunt for survival nothing more
They have to hunt when they are hungry of meat they need their daily fill
It is one of the Laws of Nature that the predator to eat must kill.

Nature never grieves for her dead creatures to grieve it is not Nature's way
She is above sorrow and pity when on her bosom her dead creatures lay
Us humans too are part of Nature we live for awhile and we die
The creatures of Nature's wild kingdom they are not less mortal than I.

It is called survival of the fittest it happens in Nature night and day
Those that are born to be meat eaters on other creatures have to prey
And birth and death to Mother Nature are part of life and of the same
And for the deaths of her wildborn her predators she never blame.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Nature's warning

When Nature puts food on your plate - you’d better eat.
When Nature pours drink in your glass – you’d better drink
When Nature kicks you hard in the pants to assist
You’d better stay on that course and don’t resist

When things don’t go the way you planned
When women refuse to go for a one night’s stand
Despite the fact that you are good looking and strong
Nature signals that something is very wrong

Nature is a foolish lady you would insist
If I do what I do, I surely shall persist
I am the man, I’m on top of the food’s chain
I conquered the Nature, the Earth, like a king, I rein

All right, when you find yourself in a nasty mess
It will happen sooner than later, I would profess
I am still your mother, to cry I will not refuse
When I see you dead body on the nightly news

poem by Slava Olchevski
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Almighty Miracle

Almighty Miracle
Save me from obstacle,
All from the Devil,
All from the Evil.

And let me become careful,
Before being tearful,
Let me do what is good
Save me from harmful hood.

Empower me to serve You
To serve Your creation
With love, common hood
Downtrodden discrimination.

Save one – the misguided
Save one – the orthodox
Save us all from the
Cut-throat, cunning fox.

poem by Md.abdul Mannan
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Betty Marsden

She loves green Mother Nature with all her heart and soul
And in the fight to save Birdsland from the developers she played a leading role
And to the cause of Nature she remains ever true
The noble Betty Marsden her equals only few.

She fought for Mother Nature to save her trees and grass
And for the woman who saved Birdsland from development let us raise the toasting glass
For Mother Nature and her Planet suffer due to human greed
And those who protest against development more of their type we need.

The woman who saved Birdsland from development in her achievement can take pride
And in the Shire of Yarra Ranges she is known far and wide
So many places of great beauty have been needlessly destroyed
And hats off to everybody who stand on Nature's side.

The woman who saved Birdsland from development her name in the Yarra Ranges will live on
For without her a place of beauty would have been forever lost and gone
She led the fight for Birdsland against the men of greed
And she's a friend of Mother Nature's and Nature's case she plead.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Fascinated With The Notion

On a daily basis,
Mother Nature is underestimated.
De-valued and unappreciated.
And given little if any respect.

And all that Mother Nature is...
We still take that power that is there,
To eliminate us completely off the scene...
As something Mother Nature will not do.

Although there remains a few of a negligent mindset,
Developing weapons to test to destroy Mother Nature's best...
That have become fascinated with the notion,
Mother Nature can't wait to have them rock her world.
As if 'she' is not prepared to let them have it where it hurts.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Friend Of Mine

With her i would share a bottle of wine
She who loves Nature is a friend of mine
She knows the name of each species of tree
Into the soul of Nature she can see.

A friend of mine i feel proud for to say
People like her i don't meet every day
She knows the species of bird by it's song
On matters of Nature she never is wrong.

She led the protest and defied the law
To save the old growth trees from the one with the chain saw
She went to prison for to her what was right
For to save Nature's beauty she is prepared for to fight.

To her i feel glad for to drink a toast
And of her achievements i feel proud to boast
You won't find many as noble as she
Those who love Nature are good friends to me.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Origins

The plaster continues to crumble
It's because of the light!
That blasted light!
I see the floors are sinking in
In the derelict of light.

I am a creature of comfort
Because of the light!
Oh, that blasted light!
Lavish me in the finest of things
Without the curse of the light.

The horror within is now revealed
Why, because of the light.
Oh, that blasted light!
And with the darkness, my beauty is healed.
Because of the light, oh the light.

Do you find I have cause to lie?
Yes, I do.
It's because of the light!
For all that my soul is suffering
And I am a creature of night.

I am a creature of comfort
I am a creature of fright
I'm a creature of sensual pleasure
I'm a creature with just one little bite.

I am a creature of legend
I am a creature of night
I'm a creature that stalks in the shadows
I'm a creature that hides from the light.

I am a creature unwanted
I am a creature with might
I'm a creature seduced by the hunger
I'm a creature of mischief and rife.

I am a creature so sadly
I am a creature, that's right
I'm a creature without soul
As low as it goes
I'm the creature to end your life

poem by Maura Herboldsheimer
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