
Earthlings
Children love to play in it,
while miners spend their day in it.
We grow our food and build each home
in our planet’s dark rich loam.
If we are wise, we choose to mentor it,
lest too soon we’re called to enter it.
The prompt word for the dVerse Poets Quadrille challenge was “earth.” The only rule for a quadrille is that it must be exactly 44 words long, not counting the title.
Yup. Absolutely.
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Perfect — both the poem and the photo!
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Short and precise, and so true!
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Great last line! A warning to all of us!
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Thanks Roth. a pity that those who have the power to act on it will never see it or if they did, wouldn’t be influenced by it.
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I love the contrast if work and play and the end rhymes of the final lines are neat!
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‘of’
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Short, crisp, clear and wonderfully succinct ❤
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Thanks, Sanaarizvi.
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Beautifully done, I love the rhymes, and the photo brings back such memories.
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Thanks, Victoria. It occurred to me that that little boy’s mother had never seen that photo, so I tracked down her stepdaughter on Facebook and sent it to her. He was such a sweet little boy and had turned on the hose under our porch in our backyard and was having such a great time in the mud he’d created.
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LOVE it! Good rhyming and quite the message contained in the end! 😉
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Thanks, Lillian. I think today’s poem is an extension of it.
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Yes… we need to take care of it… exactly like that.
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Nice sound and good message of warning.
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Thanks, Frank.
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