RE: Catastrophic Oil Spill in the Gulf of Mexico (Please add your entry)

[quote="gogant"]

Gone the Seas of Azure

Peering from above the waves
Squats a baby gull a-calling
Flapped his pearly white wings
Sails down to the ocean’s shore.

Came a grieving cry from bird
Where have my beaches gone
Where is the glistening sand
That was here only a whisper ago.

This moment - painted in time
Of serene beauty indeed
Is now a bleak black blight
Painted over by men of greed…[/quote]

READER"S COMMENT.

Gogant,
If we can ignore the burden or message of your poem for even a brief moment, , this is a perfectly and pleasantly crafted idyll...............no less was expected from you, Alas! no -one who reads this poem, can ignore the poignancy and grave concern of your poem, It is a concern, I believe , that all OP Members, and other conscious people worldwide, share over the abuse of Mother Earth. But who or what is there to bring OP and other abusers to justice for criminal negligence or assault?

Last edited by cousinsoren 06-06-2010 at 12:53:15 PM

RE: Thread on the Catastrophic Oil in the Gulf of Mexico(Please add your entry)

Thank you, my friend Cousin. I’m sure you meant to say, BP and other abusers to justice. I wish there was an easy way to bring these spoilers of our beautiful world to recompense Mother Nature, but, alas, the oil companies are far too powerful……they see dollars, not beauty in our oceans, pristine lands, and wildlife….


Originally posted by Cousinsoren
Gogant,
If we can ignore the burden or message of your poem for even a brief moment, , this is a perfectly and pleasantly crafted idyll...............no less was expected from you, Alas! no -one who reads this poem, can ignore the poignancy and grave concern of your poem, It is a concern, I believe , that all OP Members, and other conscious people worldwide, share over the abuse of Mother Earth. But who or what is there to bring OP and other abusers to justice for criminal negligence or assault?

RE: Thread on the Catastrophic Oil in the Gulf of Mexico(Please add your entry)

An Evocation of Yemaya, Queen of the Ocean;

An Act of Contrition for the Gulf Oil Spill


Yemaya!

Owner of the Waters,

whose children are like fishes,

arise from the Sea

as I grovel at your feet!

You could undo me.

I do not care.

I leave that up to your discretion…



Queen of the Ocean,

you were here to take the Seed

of all Creation,

You are my Mother,

and I’ve deceived you,

ungrateful child that I am,

I did not protect you

I let them rob you;

and rape you

and turned my eyes away.



Great Mother,

Womb of the Earth,

can you forgive me?

I’m just a mortal child

and I’m not perfect.

I thought that someone else,

someone smarter than myself,

had better answers

so asked no questions,

much to my dishonor.



Yemaya!

Forgive me for

forgetting to remember

The most important Truth of all:

that we are Stewards of the Earth

we’re not the owners,

we tend the garden

and keep the balance

to one day watch our children

do the same.



Yemaya!

In contrition and in shame

I lay blossoms at your feet.

Arise, Mother of Life!

and accept this Offering

of my devotion

to henceforth live in Balance

in your honor;

and stop the bleeding.



Oh, Yemaya!

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RE: Thread on the Catastrophic Oil in the Gulf of Mexico(Please add your entry)

From This Article:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/travis-nichols/the-poetry-feminaissance_b_607561.html

A few folks have asked me what this project will "do" in the face of such a tragedy, as if responding with words is not an action or won't have an effect. Of course, donating money, time, and energy to clean up the BP oil spill is a direct address, but why can't we, as poets, speak directly to this experience as it unfolds? Must we all sit, in the media age, watching the saga play out on screen via television programs that leave us feeling impotent and removed? One of the roles of poetry is to raise awareness and broaden our own understanding at the same time. Besides feeling angry and impotent, what else can we feel? How are we to proceed in the future? What else can we do as clean up progresses and later damages appear? How will we address the aftermath and how must we change our lifestyles? This "queer" questioning is something I was getting at in my essay, "The What Else of Queer Poetry" - what can we learn, through poetic dialogue and exploration, that the media and our limited awareness can't teach us? This "we" includes those willing to step outside of the "normal" mediums that process information for us, the mainstream media and publishing companies, swallow our trepidation and venture into uncertain territory where we become actors in the world, speaking and listening through the poetic, words carefully chosen and shared in an effort to respond and act, however cacophonous our symphony, instead of being told exactly what is and how it will be by those in charge of the big distribution machines. The Internet provides us with the tools to respond, and we're doing just that.



Another fine post OP mediacast, lol, ya

WS