Earth Hour’21

#earthhourchallenge2021

Here, to candlelight, the poem I scribbled during those 60 minutes.

A Poem for Earth Hour

Let's light candles for Mother Earth,
our powerhouse,
home under
stars;
60
minutes
without a bulb 
plugged to
a grid some invented to
blind over a billion
stars,
the many eyes of
the divine
that
look on
us through
the curtain of 
stratosphere...
60 minutes to
feel humble close to
the flame of
candlelight - 
Mother Earth loves acts of
kindness, for
we are playing with
fire; minutes to
finish my
poem,
light-years 
away from Cassiopeia,
Andromeda, as
we plug
back
to
defy black.
I wish I had eyes of 
the cat.

© Nat Hall 2021

Celebration

Happy World 🌍 Poetry Day!

Here comes my quill to this great celebration:

FEATHER-HUNTER

She walks, she walks,
she
talks and
chases
a feather,

twist from the wind,
tale from Tarmac;

she talks and
tackles a
feather,
life’s
filaments,
keratin white –
she runs and
curses a
feather,
hands in the air,
her hair’s gone wild, imploring the whole of the sky…

She stops and stamps that lone
feather,
she holds the world inside her hand.

NH 2021.