Man In The Moon Poem by Diana Landry Bardsly
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Man In The Moon
A once green and fertile
Mother Earth weeps
She lies open and barren
Raped
Her mountains scream
Her valleys ooze with her anger
Bubbling, molted rivers run
As Her tears fall
Scorching
the ground below
And all the while
the cold, frigid, man in the moon
Glares
Down
Upon Her
His piercing, veiled silhouette
Stares
Immune
Unaffected
By Her pain
Sunday, December 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
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In making sense of an insane world, I began writing about how we are all connected or unconnected in all sorts of ways...
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