Poem by Linda Wolfe
When the Hungry Sleep
The hungry rest on tufts of pea green grass
beneath a sunset sky of cherry red;
evolves to berry blue as time does pass.
A mashed potato moon lights nature’s bed.
Some meteors streak silver through the night,
appear as schools of fish in unison.
The hungry gaze in awe for one last bite:
Could you, could I provide much more than one?
Let’s donate to some food banks, stop food waste,
grow healthy food on Mother Earth to eat.
Imagine plenty - food for all to taste
from nature’s palette plenty – what a feat!
The trees would clap when all are satisfied.
Please help us spread our message far and wide!
Video of the poem: https://youtu.be/yz-fOYXMuxE
Following a three-decade K-8 art teaching career, Linda blogs at https://Linda-M-Wolfe.com. She and her husband thrive in living amongst the rural, open expanses of nature in southwest Iowa, observing and listening for the lessons to be learned.
The poems that follow are powerful evidence that Poetry Speaks Back to Hunger!