van Gogh wrote: ‘The conscience is a man’s compass.’ Our compass broke, we have no common sense or sentience, and Earth is barely turning – into a bad joke. We harvest palm oil and rainforests choke, oceans on this so-called blue planet are drowning in a mass of plastic, and fur-coated men grin as polar […]
Tag: Broken
The Loneliness of the Crumbling Keep
This broken building of flint and stone Was once a sturdy keep; Now the hill on which it stands is overgrown And grazed by sheep. No coat of arms to greet a visitor, No roof nor floor; No guard protects the perimeter, No servant at the door. The ancient walls once solid and secure Are […]
Broken Clock
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge 11: Sayings Even a broken clock Is right twice a day No urgent tick or tock No clamorous chime To mark the time Just the sun Rising and setting Clouds passing Wind blowing Dandelion seeds – Another broken clock © Kim M. Russell, 2015 Image found on ifsantag.deviantart.com […]
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