This world called home is ageing fast,
It’s stability and viability causes concern.
Foundations twisting and shifting in time,
Cracks appear in its crusts of wear and tear.
Erosion constantly erodes oceanic coastlines,
Sandy beds beneath seas rise and fall away.
Natural progression in the cycle of existence,
Life’s newness gradually fades into a maturity.
A duty of earthly care has had many shortcomings,
Man careered carelessly over this fragile landscape.
Without consideration and without much remorse,
Irreparable damage has been foisted on the earth.
Plastic bags and tags hang from choked hedgerows,
Dirty washing randomly caught in discontented winds.
Slimy oil slicks lick popular beach fronts smothering life,
The haste and pace of living curtails an active awareness.
Environmental impact always touches another’s backyard,
Blinkered but taking a chance on avoidance of any threat.
Scattered chemical particles impregnate without impunity,
Billows of factory smoke expelled into sleeping-time skies.
This beauty we freely absorb should inspire carefulness,
Our earthly chances tentatively rest upon feeble resolve.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 22/04/2015
Poets United Midweek Motif: ‘Earth Day or Earthiness.’…