Pollution

Allander_polluted

ALLANDER WALKWAY

Grotesque confetti of this hellish wedding
the plastic tatters blowing on every branch
the burn whose clear water I dappled in as a child
now strewn with rusting supermarket trolleys
sinking into mud, entwined with root and branch
something loving in the slow and blind embrace
of Man by Mother Earth, a raped bride choking
and I who observe am polluted too, the child gone
whose clear blue eyes were once free of sin
yet strange new lilies bloom sun-yellow
in beleaguered weed giant aliens grown glossy green
birds sing a pair of ducks nest in rubber tyres
seasons progress Nature sleeps and re-dreams us
whispering hope drawn from a wellspring strength
that there is still time left before our grizzly end.

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