this one is timely...

enough earth

is there enough earth

to hold all our dreams?

or

is time running out

as glaciers melt and

carbon rises

is there enough earth to hold all our dreams?

or

are slides quakes tsunamis

triggering

flight fright freeze

lower brain stems activate

ready to run

is there enough earth for all our dreams?

or

did this generation use it up

feeding banks while children’s mouths

hang open

is there enough earth to hold all our dreams?

or

do they only exist at night

causing no waste

no heavy steps

no need to worry about tomorrow

or the next ten years

when climate change

is irreversible

is there enough earth to hold all our dreams?

if I could

I would hold yours in my hand

little one

tell you not to worry

go run

go play

Im holding it

holding it

for you.

a hart 10/8/09

copyright alison hart 2011

Welcome to my poetry blog, here is my most recent

what I am and what I am not

(or what I can take to the grave and what I cant)

I am not my car

I am not my home

I am not my age

I am not my phone

I am not my clothes

I am not my face

I am not my job

I am not my race

I am not my hair

I am not my shoes

I am not my spouse

I am not my blues

I am

the poem waiting to be written

the space

in between words

the dance

waiting to be moved

I am

the love I have to give

the life that I have lived

I am not a corporation

a symbol of any status

if you look at me

you cant see me

there are no labels

you wont find me

like sand slipping through

your fingers

meaning is gone

I have carved out

my own space

and I sing

my own

song

a. hart 8/7/2011

copyright alison hart 2011