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Array ( [sid] => 153262 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Country Sighed [time] => 2009-09-15 12:45:35 [hometext] => [bodytext] => There are sparrows in the hedgerows
All aflutter and sounding distraught,
Twittering and constantly muttering
Over things that Man has wrought,
His philosophy over the years show
In our own cunning we’ve been caught.

‘Accelerate the growth of food,
The wheat and corn and rye,
Force feed soils with chemicals
And watch stalks touch the sky.’
But the ground seemed to move
And heave a heavy sigh.

There are salmon and rainbow trout
Swimming up river and stream
Eager to avoid the fisherman’s hook
And evade his cherished dream;
And if you stand still and listen carefully,
You can almost hear them scream.

‘Reel in all the fishes,
On their flesh we’ll have our fill,
Don’t worry about tomorrow
There’ll be some left still.’
And the stream seemed to shiver
At Man’s cold and callous will.

There are those who look at hedgerows
And rivers when on a country walk
And, carefully considering the countryside
They recoil, it makes them baulk;
If the country had a voice they wonder,
Of what words would it talk?

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The Country Sighed

Contributed by windowguy on Tuesday, 15th September 2009 @ 12:45:35 PM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



There are sparrows in the hedgerows
All aflutter and sounding distraught,
Twittering and constantly muttering
Over things that Man has wrought,
His philosophy over the years show
In our own cunning we’ve been caught.

‘Accelerate the growth of food,
The wheat and corn and rye,
Force feed soils with chemicals
And watch stalks touch the sky.’
But the ground seemed to move
And heave a heavy sigh.

There are salmon and rainbow trout
Swimming up river and stream
Eager to avoid the fisherman’s hook
And evade his cherished dream;
And if you stand still and listen carefully,
You can almost hear them scream.

‘Reel in all the fishes,
On their flesh we’ll have our fill,
Don’t worry about tomorrow
There’ll be some left still.’
And the stream seemed to shiver
At Man’s cold and callous will.

There are those who look at hedgerows
And rivers when on a country walk
And, carefully considering the countryside
They recoil, it makes them baulk;
If the country had a voice they wonder,
Of what words would it talk?





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Re: The Country Sighed (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 15th September 2009 @ 06:46:07 PM AEST
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Oh WG, this is amazing! But so sad as well. You've conveyed this
opinion with such finesse and poetic beauty. It's almost a shame to
call it beautiful, given the topic, but it is that, my friend. And maybe
it will open some eyes. Yes, I believe I can hear the sighs every
time I go for a walk actually. Wonderfully descriptive.

so glad you are still posting!

~ Breezy


Re: The Country Sighed (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 15th September 2009 @ 10:21:37 PM AEST
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This is written perfectly but of course I expect that when I see you have posted.
You wrote on a hard subject but it is so beautiful and true.I wish the earth could speak, it might wake everyone up a tad!

Hugs
Michelle


Re: The Country Sighed (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 17th September 2009 @ 10:15:08 AM AEST
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beautiful...

hugs n' love nessa




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