Organic Food quote #5 |
Organic buildings are the strength and lightness of the spiders' spinning, buildings qualified by light, bred by native character to environment, married to the ground.
We've lost touch and allowed technology to take precedence over organic nature. But let's not forget that those microchips in our computers came from elements of the earth.
― Emilio Estevez
― Emilio Estevez
When once I got to America I fell in love with hippie culture, and I've always wanted to live in the country and grow organic vegetables.
We must make organic and farm-raised costs more affordable. We need to come to a level where people who don't have a lot of money can afford it. If we could eat just fresh foods, it would be wonderful.
Midweek Motif ~ Organic
The word "organic" has different meanings in different fields, such as, organic chemistry, organic clothing, organic matter, organic farming and organic growth--but I mean "native to our earth without human manipulation." Let's explore what we/you/they mean by "organic."
Your Challenge: What experience do you have with things "organic"? Write a new poem with an organic theme or refrain.
In Praise of Organic Matters
by Susan Chast
I sing in praise of organic matters:
Clay, mud and puddles that childhood splatters
Flesh, bones and blood of animals like us
And organs that work our minds and spirits
The fibers and colors of plant life, too
And earth, water, air and fire as fuel
What we eat and what we waste, recycled
With all we haven't made but might have killed.
What we wear and what we invite to feast
The greatest wealth we uproot and the least
Sun, moon, precipitation and weather
Sheep's wool, cow's milk, maple syrup, leather
Virtual playthings and vast minerals
Knowledge and Myth and What we Wear as Jewels.
Whew.
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(Next week Susan's Midweek Motif will be Openness.)
(Next week Susan's Midweek Motif will be Openness.)
I forgot to set the time--it was not going to open until my evening!! And then overslept. And fed the cats and answered a letter.
ReplyDeleteHuge apologies and lots of love.
Good to see you - the cat's breakfast must always come first even before their pyjamas - i am not quite sure how we fit in with the prompt either - although i guess tears are organic!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely! I just visited your blog, and I'm not quite all back together yet. Thank you, Thank you.
DeleteThanks, Susan. Life and cats come before poetry... :-)
ReplyDeleteOr, maybe they are poetry. Glad to see you here and thanks for reading all my poems!
DeleteI shared a truth today, a tragedy in my little garden space...the topic is very challenging Susan, I wished to write something happy but came up with That!...sigh...
ReplyDeleteYou write allegory organically, dear one. I can only thank you.
DeleteHi kids, a fond look back this morning, to my gardening years..........here, we are plunged into summer already, gardening season.
ReplyDeleteAre you gardening this year? I am not, which means I am giving more money to local farms to have produce delivered.
DeleteGoodness gracious I am late to the party.. hope you guys are having an amazing day so far :D sharing my poem "Amoebic Whim."
ReplyDeleteThank you Susan for the lovely opportunity.. hope you like it!
Lots of love,
Sanaa
It has been an amazing day. First these poems, and then my first novel-writing support group. And the sun and temperature are perfect. Have a great day.
DeleteThanks Susan for the tricky prompt. It's a question of evolution and existence. Hope my entry makes sense...:)
ReplyDeleteIt does make sense, horrifying sense I am always happy to see you here.
DeleteI'm late but here. Thanks for the prompt Susan.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome.
DeleteI'm still out in the sticks... have internet probs...cannot submit but the steam driven team assure me they are peddling harder than ever...so we'll see...Thanks for the prompt Susan !
ReplyDeleteYou are welcome, Rall. Good luck with the internet.
DeleteThank you for this prompt, Susan! My poem involves my current 'organic' endeavor. Nothing more down to earth than planting grass seed.
ReplyDeleteYou are right that that is down to earth! I wish sometimes I dared to dig up the silly front lawn and plant basic food.
DeleteIm not sure if this poem by Emily touches the spirit of this week's prompt but it whisked me away from the city. http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-light-exists-in-spring-by-emily-dickinson
ReplyDeleteYes, yes, YES! Thank you so much.
DeleteThank you, Susan...I'll be by to read as time allows as soon as I can. Kids home and a new kitten!
ReplyDeleteSounds very good.
Deletenot sure how but I must have clicked last week's linky for this week. So my first entry in slot #20 is bogus - sorry y'all
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed it!
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