Every spring fresh hope unwinds aromas soft and verdant tones caressed by breezes gently blown. Downy branches above entwined boast tawny lace and feather brush display of life's relentless crush. Hungry birds peck morsels of rind Ants rush in to gather and feed Meanwhile furry mold tendrils breed. Mountains shudder tectonic grind Homo sapiens slap, drill, frack natural gas to feed smokestacks. Droughts fertilize presence of mind Precious aquifers, waters fresh, prized soil cleaned for organic creche. Winds of change blowing bane behind Asthma lifts with less tar and coal Smog fumes thin with less truck petrol. World intentions yet to be signed When minds wed will actions follow? Could hopeful anthems ring hollow? Gossamer from a spool unwinds, Life threads its spiraled mystery, Spins mirage of eternity.This poem is an attempted "Constanza" in response to Jane Dougherty Poetry Challenge #26: Constanza. Please follow the link to learn more about this poetic form. © 2016, All rights reserved by Ontheland.wordpress.com
Ontheland 
A tremendous plea for man to be more in touch with nature and less exploitative.
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Thanks 🙂 it didn’t start out that way .. but the message snuck in.
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It’s a message we all have to listen to.
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True.
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Isn’t it fun when your brain decides to sneak something in? Lovely thoughts.
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Yes..it is fun that way ..thanks Merril.
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Your poem is not only beautiful, it gives a big message and asks for action. Very good. I’d also like to mention that although I have not officially accepted your earlier nomination, I have just posted a thankyou on Between Two Tides. Best wishes.
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Thank you:) All the best to you too 🙂
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A fantastic poem Janice, I hope you get it published to provoke some thinking with the masses.
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Thank you Denis 🙂 I doubt I would ever have mass appeal 🙂 I do appreciate your enthusiasm for my efforts to speak about these concerns. WordPress is my pond right now and some happy days I have a feeling I am hearing more croaking about these issues around me (that includes you:))
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Your closing line is a real clincher. How long can this go on?
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Thanks for that reflection– it acted like a writing prompt (coffee charged scribbling)
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Wonderful message to love and protect our earth in your contaza… another new form of poetry Janice, you put me to shame!
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I’m happy you enjoyed the poem 🙂
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:))
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