Time with her Long Storm and Rainbow Nose

Until it puzzled came
I blinded centuries with my will
To continents of ecosystems entertained
Until the arctic got her drills

For oil, diamonds and the last hurray
Of a species running stock markets
To fetch the bills
I cannot live with you

Greed of white-man firmaments
Let Indian and Chinese colonize Mars
While you flood here with latitudes
Of European migrants over-run

And Germany caught on her heels
Colonial, accustomed and common industry
Alive for the moment, without regret
Wild as the guns they keep at home

While plummets stars from these flags
Too heavy to touch the angels
Too righteous with their own sense of God
Time will interdict the blossoms

California can’t lead the world
That is destined with acute degrees
Judgement day of time and eternity.

Trees

There are amazing things that blow
In the wind, green like the color of life
They confide at dawn about
What to do about the exaggeration of

Extinction, joining neighbors immobile
Blowing pollen, comeliness of dropped flowers
They are trees surrounded by skies, rivers, oceans
Earth never had enough of their kind

Such humility and such canvases
Of what it means to be living
And breath and play a function in ecosystems
In harmony with each other

Unlike some creatures that don’t respect
The laws of nature, the idea of giving back
Are humans reciprocal after all?
Logging until all the forests are gone

Logging until all the trees disappear
With cities as barren as wastelands
There are these amazing things that glow
With green, that have invested the idea

That the world agrees with itself
Arranged in an ordered sprinkling
Arms and souls of the land, how they stand?
How they bow, how they serve all life
That we might touch, love and bury ourselves
In their hard-enduring generosity.