The days when there
Were no coal fired
Power plants, no
Acres of asphalt,
No superstores,
Those were the
Days to be now
In. Nature was
Lush and beautiful.
Tag: coal
Life is a Poem
We live our life in
Many different ways
Mad, loving, lonely,
Sick, healthy, productive,
Frustrated. But we can turn
Coal into diamonds by living
Life as a poem anyway
Wordman of Alcatraz 