The GOD Within, Poems and Paintings by; Keith McHugh
Discover Our Garden
Exploring the Forest,
Uncovering insects,
Discovering cool things
Streams trickling across the screen.
Beautiful sounds for the scene.
The birds chirping,
Wandering Fields of green,
A Garden goes unseen.
Once She was pristine,
Balanced and clean.
Then came a being,
Their Trash and Machines.
Acting Obscene, power hungry,
And just plain mean.
Destroying Everything,
Until nothing can sing.
Stomping on our Right to be,
Comfortable in our individuality.
Disrupting our chance to see,
Earth's truly unique beauty.
Her Part in Humanity,
Maintaining balance and unity.
Even if she had to raise the sea,
Like she did in our history.
We literally need her, to BE,
To Stay Alive, To Survive,
To Strive for humanity,
Live Respectfully,
Don't be a Lazy bee,
Stop.
Pick up the Litter you see,
Spread clean Energy.
Time to change The Mentality,
It's shared collectively,
Let it be all you see,
As we cultivate new seeds,
Examples of kindness, and good deeds,
pulling the weeds, filling her needs.
Discover Our Garden,
It Gleans on being seen.
About the Creator
Keith McHugh
Good day to the wonderful soul reading this. I'm so glad to be able to share my art with so many awesome people, with such great imaginations. I hope you enjoy my little contribution. See you in the station.
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The Swimming Pool
Clementine watched the sun swaying like a drunken dancer from the bottom of her parents' swimming pool. It was July: the slow, gold-colored time when the heat felt mean spirited, and the air felt thick with possibility. If she focused, she could hear the neighbor mowing his lawn. She could hear the drone of the cicadas and cars passing her parent's house on Magnolia Avenue, lent an almost otherworldly quality by the chlorinated water filling her ears. Clementine checked her watch. Seven minutes. She should have lost consciousness by now.
By Daniel Bradburyabout 16 hours ago in Horror
Comments (2)
Great poem! Thank you!❤️
Excellently written. My granddaughter began her adult life as a Marine Scientist leaning towards environmental science. Now, she does both and is constantly saying that if we don't take care of the environment, we'll all die and it won't be pretty. She's only 25! But I believe her brain is hundreds of years older. She'd really appreciate your poem.