This small planet--this world--never fails
to delight my aging senses. Such diversity,
from the blistering plains of the Serengeti
to the teeming life-fest of the Amazon forests;
the miles-high citadels of the Himalayas
to the dark depths of the ocean beds,
makes my soul sing with primal pleasure.
That I am part of this unfolding process
of evolution and biological burgeoning
is miracle enough for me: I do not
seek the supernatural in the ordinary.
The ordinary, in fact, becomes extraordinary
through nature's dance of life, its blind
imperative to survive and constantly renew.
This earth, this nursery of fertile life,
will yet outlast our species' childish strife.
A contest entry
- The Land (The EPCOT Invitational) by Brendan OHalloran.
500 points, ended July 26, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I didn't like the first verse, could see it coming, but very fond of the second, i just thought your self expression was more interesting in the second.
I did like the last two lines, a really good way to end - very profound and works exceptionally well.
James

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Quite the task to take the reader on a global adventure in less than 20 lines. The beginning of the second stanza strikes particularly true; there is far less that is miraculous when looked upon when analyzed, deconstructed, and built again.
The openness of the last stanza is a warning, and a hope; the earth shall outlast us, but will we do enough to outlast it, and find a home on celestial grounds?
A fine work, and thanks for entering. -
Oh, Bill, I hope so. I feel this like a soul song, too, and the words you've chosen portray the magnificence of our gift in this planet that sustains us. Life is a miracle, too precious to take for granted. ~Karen


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I certainly hope so. Of course, the earth will be OK. Whether or not we'll be OK. is another matter. But do we deserve to be. I think we're getting our just desserts. And it's nice to be part of the process, as you say. Well done. K.



