“Today we’re dumping 70 million tons of global-warming pollution into the environment, and tomorrow we will dump more, and there is no effective worldwide response. Until we start sharply reducing global-warming pollution, I feel that I have failed.” – Al Gore
“We won’t have a society if we destroy the environment.” – Margaret Mead
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Paix et d’espoir (Of peace and hope)
weapons of cowardice
rang out 13 November, 2015
ricocheting across Paris
echoing over France
heard across the world
lives lost – lives forever changed
in each small French village.
city and town
les enfants on planté
un olivier – de pais et d’espoir
we do not forget
symbols of hope – olives
of peace – its branch
l’arbre – biodiversité
un abre pour le climat
children across France armed,
resolute with shovels, spades,
trees, soil, hope and smudged faces
in Paris gathering commences
COP21 (Conférence sur le climat à Paris)
if only they would listen –
hear the children who plant trees,
run in the leaves, delight in the
harvest – the animals that enrich our lives
insects , plants, biologic diversity
the living tissue of this planet
fragile under human assault
– what will you do?
what will you say to the children?
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léa
poetry, photos and musings oh my! 
My tears, shed for you, for each person in pain on this earth, and for this earth in pain. Your words are as solid as the soil the trees are planted in, and as lingering and reaching as the branches. I don’t find enough words to describe how beautiful your poem is. Thank you.
I saw a photo of some children planting an olive tree in a nearby village… what could I do? Thank you Lotta
Oh…what questions…
What indeed!
Reblogged this on Kate McClelland.
beautiful, haunting, challenging……hooray for you!
Thank you Eileen. It was lodged somewhere deep inside and burst forth.