Extreme Green #poetry #earthweal

I want
extreme birdsong
extreme green
am fortunate to find
these things surround me

I see
extreme anger
in the eyes of drivers
cursing traffic cues
and burning fuel, going nowhere as
I, bicycling, fly by

Extreme clouds pile high
in Northern skies
billow upon billow
rattling out
peal upon peal
of angry thunder

Extreme rain
sends bricks and mortar down the drain:
where will we live then?
Even the third little pig 
was unprepared for this big wild wolf
coming

I gather hope
as I head out again
into my realm of
extreme green
delight in birds still thriving
bees still humming.

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Written for earthweal

This week, Brendan has challenged us to ‘write about the everyday extreme:’

For me there a fundamental reckoning is called for, personally and collectively: If human mastery is a peril the Earth cannot afford and we value our continued existence on this planet, then we had better find systematic ways to reject human mastery. Let’s banish controls heedless of consequence and re-calibrate our fear of the unknown as faith in humility. Fossil-fuel dependence is an addiction, digital mind’s an abomination: From those starting points we may eventually gestate something in the human spirit that will reverse the hockey stock before life is finished on Earth As they say with the Tao, to and fro goes the way — even, perhaps, with the perverse Tao of our maddening reality.