Three Poems, three days

I wrote these three poems one-a-day on June 28, 29 and 30th. They are part of my poem-a-day cycle for the solar solstice year 2019-2020.

Morning Teacup

My morning teacup contains

essence of youth

seemingly impossible dreams

loving friendship

heartbreak

anger “how could you?”

all memories, dreams and conversations

since back in the 80’s when

we first were becoming

a family.

Everyone eats Someone

Massaging the cat that eats the grass, rubbing against the houseplant the cat does not eat, as breakfast awaits in the kitchen I think, “Everyone eats someone.” Plants eat. But don’t have mouths.

So if grass eats through sun and roots and leaves and dirt, do we eat through skin and breath as well as mouths? Vitamin D we eat from the sun into our skin, I’m told. Breatharians sell lots of tickets, but often get found out sneaking snacks at 7-11 in the night.

Some animals eat yet starve to death. They eat the plastic we humans manufacture and dump, adding inedibles into the food chain, thereby breaking links in that chain. Krill gone. Salmon runs from floods to trickles. Sea tortoises die of starvation with bellies full of plastic. Humans. Reproducing even though we multiplying billions are eating ourselves and other species out of house and home and existence. 

Fertility clinics should be outlawed.

Bird Sings

Bird sings.

Plane roars.

We are drowning out Nature’s voice.

Listen.

What is the bird telling you?