I Knew, But…

I birthed my children knowing
they would grow up to consume
me, billions of bites at a time.

I watched them make tools
full of teeth, to cannibalize
the tender greens
on the forests of my hips.

My children used to be bright;
if they fell my shoulder bare,
they would plant cuttings
in the hollow of my throat—
for balance, for tomorrow.

But something has gone wrong
with their minds (or their souls).
They’re stripping all my green,
and now we can barely breathe.

I knew they would consume,
but my nightmares never dreamed
they would waste everything.

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written for On Her Day, Gaia Wails – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 10)
and
Jour de la Terre – Earth Day, over at Sanaa’s Prompt Nights

Myth-Gaia, by Zelda C. Wang
“Myth-Gaia”, by Zelda C. Wang
(find Zelda’s stunning work on her website, Society6 and DeviantArt)

On Her Day, Gaia Wails – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 10)

We should celebrate dirt, stone, pearls and muck every day of our lives. The party must include the air, oceans and the heat in Gaia’s middle. We should thank the Lady Green for so much: she feeds us, shelters us… without her we wouldn’t be here, since there would be no here to be in. On Earth Day—and the 10th day of Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month—let’s speak of our love for the Mother, through poetry full of her pain (and, perhaps, full of ways to make her feel better).

Today’s Prompt – Write a poem from the point of view of Gaia; focus on pollution, natural resource depletion, climate change, loss of bio-diversity, deforestation… or any of the 15 Major Current Environmental Problems listed by Conserve Energy Future (follow the LINK to the list).

Link Instructions – Leave the direct link to your poem as a comment in the following format: “Howls Are Forever” – http://magalyguerrero.com/howls-are-forever/

Please, take the time to visit other Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month participants.
Let them know what you appreciate about their poesy.
This kind of mingling will make Gaia happy… seriously, my Luvs… I’ve asked. 😉

Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016