Earths Own Enemy ( Older Poem )

earth’s own enemy

the earth has no feelings
it can’t control its emotions
raining and snowing when it feels right
many sunbeams light the sunglasses of the earth

while man can be his own worst enemy

gardeners massage it gently with the hands of a baby
tornadoes and floods heat it up
pulling out years of beauty 

stretching its waters to reveal a solid earth 

philosophers go deeper into its jungles
uncovering bits and pieces

cures that fix our modern society
awakening our senses 

bringing them back to the realities of a torn earth

cameras see what eyes can not reveal
showing us the beauty of God's land
all gods creatures great and small 

developers slash through wilderness
bulldozers go deeper into the path of destruction
pushing out birds and butterflies
keeps your conscience up 

send your love to the poor animals 

magicians put a spell on its axis
hoping that earth could hide destruction of the ozone
nailing a picture frame to a wall

forgetting what picture was in it

babies see the earth through binoculars
always eying the tiniest and living plant
homosapiens can correct vision through glasses
they ignore it thinking it can't get worse

politicians see its a problem solved by just one person
a whole nation change the face 

global cooling for future generations

Becca Gardiner

Trees

Trees are friendly and smart.

They grow toward the light

With the spirit of god in there wood .

New buds grow every year.

Sunshine blesses there inner cores.

Rewarding them until winter comes.

Pine trees , oaks all hold a special

place in history.

Squirrels jump around its branches.

Once acorns or pine cones drop onto the

ground , holes are prepared for there burial.

Harvesting nuts from its higher regions.

Life emerges slowly but brings new

spark of energy when bluebird sings.

Birds sit up in them.

Trees are pretty and colorful.

They bend with the wind.

Becca Gardiner