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Saturday 10 December 2016

MOSS


Over centuries, slowly
creeping. Discreetly,
very quietly,

our expanding forms
take hold on rocks,
creep over the gravestones.

No one questions
nor halts our progress,
other organisms make room.

Soft tendrils adhere
to hard surfaces,
imperceptibly melding

with even the mighty Oaks.
Our power is in our resilience,
our footprint is indelible.

Although non-malicious,
we breech all defences,
invade the crooks and crannies.

We feed on moisture,
on sunlight, air;
asking

very little,
only to exist, to be.
We are legion.

We are unintentionally,
subtly, pernicious:
we can be poisonous -

but only in self-defence.
In spite of our meekness, though,
we are formidable.

We are
relentlessly engulfing the Earth
in green and yellow.

No one has seen it coming
so, soon,
our conquest will be complete...

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    1. Thank you so much, Gloria!
      Do hope all is OK with you...thinking of you always.:))

      Lots of Love xoxoxo

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  2. I absolutely love this, dearest Ygraine!!! Moss will one day be a "super power" and we may never notice the takeover until it happens...I still love moss and your photo is gorgeous!!!

    Hugs and Love
    xoxoxo

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    1. Dearest Jan...oh thank you so much!:)
      Your kind words of encouragement really are so appreciated!

      Your blog has disappeared...oh I was so disappointed.:/
      Please please do come back soon...?
      Really hoping all is Ok with you...

      All My Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  3. Love your poem - I remember seeing a documentary of what it would look like if nature took over place where humans once lived. You described it well.

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    1. I just sat there, gazing at this spectacular sight, and mused about how it would be if moss had human-like intelligence. What would it be thinking? What would be it's objective? And this is what I came up with! LOL

      So glad you liked this, Sandy...and thank you so much.:))

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  4. Enjoyed. As an architect I looked forward to the moss taking hold, healing the wounds caused by construction, establishing permanence.

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    1. Yes, it does have that amazing quality, doesn't it...to heal the earth's scars and remind us of the power of Nature to overcome all obstacles?
      Thank you so much.:))

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  5. Prophetic words. It will still be here when we are long gone.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Now that is a fact...it does seem to have an enormous lifespan...and to be much more resilient to diseases than we will ever be!
      Many thanks, CiL!

      Greetings from a sunny (yes, I DID say "sunny") Hampshire! *smiles*

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  6. ... my love and i had and raised our kids in this old prairie house way back when ... many stories could be told about those times, friend Yggy ... now, everybody moved on to their separate lives ... but the house is still there ... like it's waiting for something ... ya ... smiles ... Love, cat.

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    1. That sense of "waiting"...absolutely...maybe anticipating a return to the way things were...like moss...awaiting a return to the purity of it's prehistoric origins...before all the pollution.;)

      Thank you, Cat...so much!

      Much Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  7. i deeply enjoyed your beautiful words.moss is inner sorrows of them who time brings out and display otherwise who wants to show how full of grieves and pain he is

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    1. Oh that is so beautiful...your words...your perception.
      You are so kind...thank you! :))

      Big Hugs xoxoxo

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  8. I believe we grow on others including myself seeing I believe we're all interconnected.

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    1. I hadn't thought of life like that, Lon...but that is so true, we do indeed!
      I guess that is why it pains me so much when I witness pain or injustice...almost a sense of being responsible personally for others' cruelty.
      Perhaps, by being non active, I am.:/

      Many thanks, my Friend.:))

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  9. Bom dia, somos parte da natureza, vivemos as cores da vida com alegria e o cinzento da tristeza, um dia o musgo vai cobrir nosso corpo com todas as boas e más recordações, seu poema é maravilhoso.
    Continuação de boa semana,
    AG

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    1. We certainly are, Antonio...and I think my body is just about eclipsed by all those memories now...;)
      Oh I am so happy you enjoyed this...and thank you so much.:))

      A Hug.

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  10. So cool! Super power moss! I love your words and I love that image!! Big Hugs!!!

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    1. Oh Sweetie...thank you!!
      Really hope you're feeling a lot more positive now.
      Think only one thing at those challenging times..."I am POWERFUL"...and you can achieve absolutely anything you want!!!:))

      All my Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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