My Page of Poems

Sunlight flickers as it dances between the trees,

Hushed as the night is trails me, echoing and admiring my every move,

At the arrival of dusk, it melts into abyss, like the stars during the day,

Darkness overpowers it, but it is still there, when night whisks away,

Out of the darkness, it appears once more, an immaculate outline of my shape,

Walking towards me through the illuminated air.

                                                                                                                   - Shadow
The above poem was written after reading the first chapter of 'Becoming Animal' by David Abram. An interesting section from this chapter explains how our thinking minds have become estranged from the intelligence of our sensing bodies - many people believe that shadows are flat. Before continuing to read, I thought about this statement and came to the conclusion that 'of course of shadows are flat.' However as I read on, my mind was opened to the possibility that shadows are in fact 3D. Abram goes on to say 'We identify our shadow as that visible shape we see projected on the pavement, and what we glimpse there is identified as being without depth. But suppose a bumblebee makes it way across the street, and happens to pass between me and the flat shape that my body casts upon the pavement. The sunlit bee buzzes towards me and crosses an unseen boundary in the air. Instantly it's glow dims - the sun is no longer upon it. It has moved into a bounded zone of darkness that floats between me and that humanoid silhouette laid out upon the pavement. A moment later, that bee buzzes out of that zone and emerges back into the day's radiance. The bee's visible trajectory - gleaming, then muted, the gleaming again - shows that my shadow is an enigma more substantial than that flat shape on the paved ground. That shape slinking along the pavement is merely the outermost edge of a thick volume of shade, a depth that extends from the pavement up to my knees, torso and head - a shadow touching me not just at my feet, but at every point of my person.' 

E is for earth, including the skies,

N is for nature, and all it supplies,

V is for visible, signs of pollution,

I is for individuals, the key to a solution,

R is for resources, lasting how many days? 

N is for necessity, to change our ways,

M is for misuse, think of the implications,

E is for education, for future generations,

N is for now, before it’s too late,

Take action today, don’t try to escape,

Altogether unite to change the future,

Love the earth, stop being a polluter!

                                                     - Environmental
This poem was written to highlight some of the environmental issues that we face today, and to signify the importance of acting now! If we fail to do so, future generations may not be so lucky. Westerners in particular tend to take for granted the resources that nature provides for us, and do not give a second thought to that fact that one day, these resources WILL run out.