Mother Nature

In Poetry by


she’s concerned,
fraught with worry even

and out of patience
with this constant
battering she takes

dead oceans,
melting glaciers,
mass extinctions,
pasture turned
to dust bowl or desert

her storms grow louder,
her hurricanes fiercer,
her tornadoes wilder

in anger yes
but mostly resignation

striking meteors she could accommodate
but she never saw evolution coming

doesn’t understand
such overpowering self-centredness

for she’s mother nature
not human nature

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John GreyJohn Grey is an Australian poet and US resident, recently published in Sin Fronteras, Dalhousie Review, and Qwerty with work upcoming in Blueline, Willard and Maple, and Red Coyote.