Goose…thoughts

as far as we know
a goose
doesn’t think
about flying
she just flies
flying
is what she does
it’s as natural to her
as breathing
we can’t know for sure
but I doubt she thinks about
not being able to fly
about having to walk
or crawl everywhere
it doesn’t seem as if she would
compare herself to other beings
and wonder why they were always
on the ground
and not in the air
I think our species is the only one
that thinks about what others
can and cannot do
the only one
that thinks of never ending destruction
and deadly weapons
that could end all life on the planet
I think we’re the only broken ones here
I think every other species
just lives
and does’t worship death
I don’t think a goose hates
or wants more than she needs
I think a goose is balanced
and in harmony with nature
she isn’t other
but part of
we are the ones who are
out of place
we don’t belong here
we are the enemy
to every
living thing
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Poetry…

REALITY
by Honey

life changes all the time
the humans try to push the animals out
they take their habitats
their food and water
they think everything belongs to them
even our bodies and coats
they take and never give
they don’t have the chicklet spirit
in their hearts
that’s why they are so mean
they don’t know how to share
and see the beauty in everyone
and everything
animals never take too much
I wish we could fit all living things
inside The Coop
all living things
except the humans
then everyone would be happy

BUNNIES
by Lester

bunnies are our friends
they work in the hospital
and in the nursery
they are never too busy
to warm someone
or to help others
bunnies are soft
and loving
I’m so happy to have them
as friends
I’m so happy they live at
The Coop
WE LOVE BUNNIES

POWER
by Lois

Chicklets have power
the power of kindness
the power of love
the power of sharing
and seeing beauty in others
that’s no small thing
Chicklets love almost everyone
not factory farm workers
or mean people who hurt animals
but everyone else
Chicklets are eager to learn
and to teach
they care for each other
Chicklets save lives
they fight back
and rescue others from
Factory Farms
Chicklets are political
and they are willing to
do what needs to be done
to help those in need
I am proud to be a Chicklet
I realize how fortunate I am
I promise to always be a good
Chicklet and fight
for what’s right

WINGS
by the Flying Chicklet

Our wings might not
get us off the ground
but if flight is all you dream about
you can find a way to do it
never give up on your dreams
unless it makes you unhappy
then get a new dream
because it’s silly
to waste your entire life
moping around
but if you want to fly
you can do it
even if you can only fly
in a straight line
it’s still flying

 

 

 

 

Poetry…a poem

poems
fall from a pen
word by word
telling truths
and lies
never knowing which is real
but stories must be told
if the human species
is to survive

 

Picture:  Pixabay

The Singer…a poem

he stood on the stage
in the smokey room
the words playing tag
in his mind
the audience was still
waiting
eyes closed
he started to sing
and the whole world
fell into place
and was alight
with
passion

 

Markus Spiske
Pexels

Poetry in neon…a poem

poems
flung into
distant nights
fly free
whispering
into un-expecting
ears
bringing new
understanding
of a changing
reality

 

Photo:  Meadow Marie
Unsplash

Bad Habits…a poem

what is a
BAD HABIT
who decides

bad habits
are what life
seems to be all about
like everything else
a bad habit to one
may seem
like a good habit
to another
I guess that’s just the way
things are

but one must always
define one’s terms
because life is also
all about
DEFINITIONS
and
WHO
gets to
makes them up

Photo:  Manan Chhabra
Unsplash

America…

it’s funny
how so many people
think wearing a mask
takes away their freedom
when they don’t have any problem
taking away
freedom from women
minorities
the elderly
Native Americans
gays & lesbians
immigrants
and
the poor
they don’t seem to care
that their freedom
to go mask-less
can kill other people
taking away THEIR
freedom forever

everyday
in
every way
America
represents DEATH to me
death of morals
of intelligence
of harmony
of honesty
of understanding
of community
of surviving
of generosity
of kindness
of beauty
and of goodness

I no longer see this country
as anything but a
nightmare
run by a crazy person
who has followers

our country was founded on
a separation
of church and state
but that is no longer the case
the hypocritical religious
right wing conservatives
want to run all of our lives

the above picture
represents
America to me
it represents the
death
of a country
the environment
and
the death
of
hope

all destroyed
by one man
and a pathetic
political party
too afraid to stand up
and protect the citizens
they were elected to protect

 

 

Photo:  Mat Reding
Unsplash

Seeking…

what is
HUMAN KINDNESS
is it feeding someone
giving them money
where does it begin
and does it ever end
does it only exist
for other human beings
not the the animals who are
slaughtered
and eaten
worn on the feet
of humans
does it exist
for those we are TOLD
are our
enemies
the people
held against their wills
in detention camps
after having done nothing wrong
their children taken from them
left to die
on cement slabs
does human kindness have
an expiration date
a book of instructions
does it apply to all living things
trees
air
water
bees
plants
and wilderness spaces
and what about
government
bosses
industry
religion
and
schools
is there
HUMAN KINDNESS
in any of those places
that isn’t used for
SELF GAIN
how do people
decide who gets it
and who doesn’t
is health care
homelessness
child abuse
racism
sexism
agism
violence against any group
exempt
the sign
this man is holding
needs to be more specific
because in this day and age
when everything is in the details
no one will know what he
really wants
or what they should give him
maybe
all he wants is a hug

 

Picture by:  Matt Conamer
Unsplash

 

Virus…A Story Poem…

a virus

released by the government
in order to thin the herd
so that fewer would starve
from the food shortages
that began
once that same government
hoarded and genetically mutated
seeds
so that farmers
had to buy seeds
rather than use the healthy ones
produced from their
own crops

was killing thousands
of humans a day

the government had a cure
but lied
saying that drug companies
were working on
and testing
inoculations
that may
or may not
kill the virus
in some people

but while government officials
were busy putting spin
on their lies

witches were experimenting
with herbs
and methods of healing
handed down from
one woman to another
for generations

covens found a cure
that was simply
inhaled
and exhaled
removing the fragile covering
from the virus
as it tried to
infect delicate lungs

the only thing was
the inhalant
was made for
and tested
on women

so
it didn’t always
work
on men
who continued
to die

you know
the way modern medicine
works for men today

but  not
women

 

A heap of…love

like a heap
of small children
sweet animals
nestle together
in a pile
of
love
and
summer
dreams