20 is an impressive number! I am pretty proud of myself. I am someone who has never really written poetry. Well…. enough of that. The word today is authentic.
I wake to the sound of eagles. The sow and cub Lumber through In the spring. The seals frolic At the shore, I stop To watch the whales Play and feed. This is where I live. This is where Cruise ships deposit A million tourists Who buy Rubber eagles Plastic whales, Seals. Who See Eagles in cages, "Manufactured" experiences. They wander from Shop to shop, Looking down, Never looking out Over the water In search of whales, Seals, leaping salmon. Never Looking In the sky to see The soaring eagle. Not taking the Time to smell The forest Feel the pines. The lack of authenticity Astounds me.
I wake to the sound of eagles.
The sow and cub
Lumber through
In the spring.
The seals frolic
At the shore,
I stop
To watch the whales
Play and feed.
This is where I live.
This is where
Cruise ships deposit
A million tourists
Who buy
Rubber eagles
Plastic whales,
Seals.
Who See
Eagles in cages,
"Manufactured" experiences.
They wander from
Shop to shop,
Looking down,
Never looking out
Over the water
In search of whales,
Seals, leaping salmon.
Never Looking
In the sky to see
The soaring eagle.
Not taking the
Time to smell
The forest
Feel the pines.
The lack of
That’s so true. I also feel people have stopped experiencing things and are more focused on documenting it in photos, videos or like you said in souvenir. It’s not wrong trying to save a memory but it should not come at the cost of not feeling and experiencing it.
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such a surprise, an intersting take on the word and a refreshing view.
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