The dream

The other night while flying high across the cold black winter’s sky I saw a cluster of stars, they winked at me from afar. I was curious to see just why they winked  when they saw me.

The tiny cluster of stars which were grouped together just south of Mars were celebrating with delight the shiny furnament of night.

The twinkling sparkling dancing light leapt from side to side across the night. I joined in and leapt and played and lazily from star to planet I flipped and swayed. Spinning through the universe the view from Rhea is diverse. Looking out into the distance I noticed a planet which looked so blue .

Such vibrant colours it promised me , I could not resist I had to go and see. As I grew near it was clear to see the blue, blue planet looked sad to me.

Gently reaching out I asked how all it sadness had come about. With all it worries on its shoulder it told me how its’ people had let it moulder they have worked it too hard and emptied it out and broken its back it was exhausted of that there is  no doubt. I was grief stricken and could  not understand how could this of come about.

They had broken a hole in its ozone  and now it’s Sun was burning it’s land and shifting the seasons as  famine and death walked hand in hand. Why would they do this to you I asked. Why would they repay you with grief , why condemn their planet to die.

Why do they not understand that what they have, had was a gift given from God’s own hand. How could they have laid this poor planet so low. It broke my heart but I needed to know. The answer is not a pretty one , greed, war and ignorance have strutted too long and now the resources of this planet are  nearly all gone.

I awoke with a start but I instantly knew that what my dream was telling me was true. We are loosing our planet our mother earth we have used her and abused her and forgotten her worth. I really don’t know if it is too late . If it is the outcome is too fearful to contemplate.

16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. poetofmidnight
    Oct 02, 2011 @ 22:54:14

    I loved the line about death and famine walking hand in hand. There’s so much thought and meaning in your poems. I’m sorry I haven’t visited in so long. Also, although I’ll post it on my blog soon, thank you for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award. However, I was a bit confused. If I follow the rules you posted, then I win the award? If this is true how to I post the “Versatile Blogger Award” logo on my blog?


    • willowdot21
      Oct 03, 2011 @ 09:43:27

      Firstly thank you for your kind comments on my poem. secondly as to the award it is true , it is a good way to spread the word about blogs you like or have touched you. The actual award is worth what you want it to be , some people snigger at it some are confident in their art to not need it. I personally am delighted to have been nominated and proud to show the logo! To get the logo right click on the logo on my page and copy image location then start a new post as you normally would and add a photo, select image from URL at the top of the small box that pops up then ( remember you have already selected the url of the logo from my page ) enter the url of the logo in the top line where it asks for url and then bingo you have the logo put award in the fourth box down ( marked caption). or If I did not explain this very well start a new post add a photo select from url ( second one in after from your computer) it brings up another box top line is for the url put this in that line and put AWARD in the caption line 4th down . I hope this help. Lovely to see you again keep well and happy and power to your pen.


  2. Tincup
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 06:13:46

    Of course you know I would be a big fan of this one…loved it and I am amazed how you are able to rhyme words and maintain content…I may borrow your method in a future attempt:) Love the pictures.


  3. Vampire Weather
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 07:32:49

    Yes, I see this. It is a legacy we leave isn’t it? Such a sad epic of humanity, but I feel my spirit resonating with me. Great work


  4. penpusherpen
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 08:37:19

    We are aware of what we’re doing,Willow, yet some would still cry out and say “Earth will heal itself. it has before, ” but I say in reply, we, mankind have only been on this earth a blink of an eye and just look how we’re destroying our home… It cannot continue and if we don’t change our ways, It will not be allowed to continue. The Earth is in pain, her cry can be heard, will no-one answer her plea? … Good descriptive and flowing poem my friend. I only wish it wasn’t so, so true.. xPenx


    • willowdot21
      Oct 03, 2011 @ 09:21:18

      The Ostrich approach is the stance that most people take! We all need to face up to the facts. If the whole world all made just sensible small changes and if we could somehow do it all NOW we could make a massive change.Imagine how wonderful it would be if we all made bigger changes ………… I am not naive I know this will not happen. I have written more than one poem on this subject!The main thing is we must not give we must keep helping the planet in any way we can. No one is taking any notice of her warning and she has been protesting very loudly of late what will it take to make things happen. Keep up you good work and I will mine. Thank you for your comments. Keep well and happy my friend. xx


  5. zumpoems
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 15:12:11

    Very well said! This is such a important topic!

    This line hits pretty hard: “blue, blue planet looked sad to me.”

    As usual your combination of prose and poetry (let’s call this prositry) is one of a kind. It’s tempting to re-cast this in a more traditional, tighter poetry format, but it loses its friendliness and straightforward prose style. Glad you are continuing done this path — interested to see how you continue to make this format work for you — continuing to be unique and continuing to strengthen the impact!


    • willowdot21
      Oct 03, 2011 @ 18:35:03

      Thank you, this a most important topic it is one that should be on everyone’s’ mind. Sadly people are so clever at burying the things that are really so important. We all need to do something now before it is too late. Thank you for your comments on my writing style, I do value them. The “prositry” is something that has just come to me it is not practice or looked for but I have to say I hope it stays. keep well and happy!


  6. Androgoth
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:03:56

    Where there is positivity and optimism there is always hope, yes the earth has been and is still being plundered for lots of different things, indeed one would almost expect the earth to implode as they drill, blast and squeeze every last drop out of our planet, and if that wasn’t bad enough then as a knock-on-effect we have all the greenhouse gasses, toxic waste and pollution as modern man pushes the envelope on technologies, and of course as a direct result we in turn suffer the consequences, and not just human kind, I mean every living breathing creature and plant on this earth as we all suffer the same plight, and what about the future? Well my friends… Nobody knows.

    Androgoth XXx


  7. willowdot21
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:09:59

    we need to act now, mother earth is growing impatient with us and who could blame her?


  8. lilyklynn
    Oct 03, 2011 @ 22:29:23

    There are days I look around and ask “what have we done?” I think many people don’t realise the extent of the damage that has been done to our earth, and it feels like it’s only getting worse. Whether this is due to ignorance or people simply thinking things will improve on their own, the state of the world saddens me. I think if people really reflected and took a good look around, they would realise that a change must be had, and this change begins only within one’s self. Great piece, though sad. Xx Lily


  9. fallenelegy
    Oct 04, 2011 @ 02:41:21

    i have read a lots of your posts about the destruction we humans bring upon our mother earth. this too resonates with the very idea we are going to loose something precious, our own lifeline the earth.
    with a different approach you still powerfully enforce the idea. beautiful dreamy writing.


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