Teacups

The rain came down by teacups, spilled on arid soil

The earth cried out for more, we don’t need silly teacups

With flowers and little birds, pastels with gold edging

Held by dainty handles, perched on little saucers

Dump on earth great torrents; send me what you’ve got

My friable soil has turned to rock, flowers no longer grow

Little birds cannot drink and bathe, their babies die in nests

Save your pretty teacups for celebrating life not death

@2015VictoriaRamsey

And No One Listened

I sit here on this wooden throne,
surveying my scrap metal empire.
Rust and crumbled concrete, all that remains,
covering our earth.

I told them, I warned them.
Prepare, prepare, prepare.
And no one listened.

We polluted, we destroyed, we abandoned.
We dumped, cleared, and piled trash
as high as we could stack it.

I begged them, I pleaded.
Beware, beware, bewar.
And no one listened.

Hatred, war, bombs, germ warfare,
killing, poisoning of lands and people alike
Stacking up the bodies, filling up the pits.

I told them, I warned them.
Prepare, prepare, prepare.
And no one listened.
Now there’s no one left to care.

Postcard from God

God mailed out a postcard addressed to Mother Earth
It bore the picture of a rainbow from his photo album
He couldn’t make a new rainbow, it was the seventh day
The postcard was a reminder that Spring would come this week
Written on the back were a few chosen lines
Mother Earth please work with Mother Nature to prepare for Spring
Turn up the temperture, start melting all this snow
Please be sure to tell the bulbs to let the flowers know
Have Father Time set alarm clocks to wake up the hibernators
on their appointed dates
Mother Nature will turn on the showers for Spring cleaning
to ready Earth for rebirth
Don’t hesitate to call on me if you need me, I’m here if you want me
Although, I’m very busy with this chaotic time, I will never forsake you
Thank you for your help, I appreciate all you do
I love you,
God