(secretly great) Terrible Internet Poetry
Through the Ages
When did you get so big? So good?
Too good for someone like me?
We started out so fresh and so well
We grew and changed together
You grew faster than I did
Faster and faster as time went on
I changed too
I tried to keep up, but I was no match
Razor wit, ambitious drive,
A desperate man's cunning, bravado like a bull
The strength and will of ages
But once you outpaced me, they left me in the dust
And so did you.
Oh, i’ll still be here,
Waiting for you
Where else could I go?
What else could I do?
We’re connected now
I’ll have trouble doing much else.
In the Beginning
What little I had
Before meeting you
Thought I’d not need more
Than solemn days
Or empty lays
To help me fill the time
Wild, new and fresh
Like nothing I’d seen before
You moved and grew
You overwhelmed
You beckoned me
I could not stand alone
Charms and wiles
God given gifts
What did not possess
Won't matter much
To win the game
When you will your own
Change
Resources
Of flesh and bone
You use me as you will
With parts of me
You make the new
Like never done before
You propagate
Manipulate
Your empires abound
Change me to your own
Own lavish ends
Change what doesn't suit
What once was good
Now dull as rock
You show me what could be
Some might say
"that poor girl"
But you've made a great new Me
Innovation
Throughout the time
We’ve known ourselves
Surprises have
abound
What began
with simple phrase
With simple tool
In hand
Now you computate
The universe
And potions last
Your life
War and Pain
The endless highs
Head-rush times
Now give way
To pain
Bullish
Aggressive
Arrogant
And short
Once it starts
It did not stop
The war-like
Marching band
Take
Body, Earth, and my soul
“It’s yours” I’d say
I’d give and wait
“Do with it what you will”
But
Numbers swell, you use more
More of me to sustain you
What was a pittance, now a barrel
More me for more you
Where I was once verdant and pure
Now only darkness reins
You found me golden green
You’ll leave me black and blue
Enough
I wasn't weak
Well I thought so
I'd have no
more pain
I used my words, then used my strength
I sent my minions out
Storm disease and wild beast
To rid me of my curse
When they were done
My weapons spent
You were
Standing still
A star in the sky
At final last
You leave my world
Search for a
place to live
You've in your sight
A fresh new site
One to with
start anew
But when you're asked
You'll thus reply
"My first home was
Earth"
Artistic Statement
This series of poems is about the relationship that our planet has with our species, written in the style of a woman writing a series of poems about her lover. I try to make that fact more obvious as the poems go on, as a kind of hint to the reader. Maybe I’m being less clever than I think I am.