Like a night in the forest.

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Hues of differing grey.

Nighttime dresses down from day

Into many shades of black,

Where star shine lacks.

The enlightened majesty

Blocked by leafy canopy,

Branch and twig crisscrossed

Brightness whitewashed

By darkness.

And in this starkness,

Lumber 

Slumbers.

Deathly quiet, it seems,

There’s no life, but it teems.

Creaks and groans

Shrieks and moans.

I wonder,

Whilst I wander

Along this newly trodden path,

Through bush and grass,

The question that quickly springs to mind

How did forests thrive before humankind?

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◄ Remembering You.

We should be their hope. ►

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Russell Jacklin

Tue 22nd Jul 2025 16:21

I think my question was even more sarcastic as we congratulate ourselves for the forest and woodland management, and yet trees have been around for 400 million years, most of the time without us, and once we have eradicated ourselves in greenhouse gases, they will continue, then all that beauty will be lost to us as we will all be dead.😏

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 22nd Jul 2025 10:53

Thank you, JD.
The question posed in your last line is a most important one and is the subject one of my pet hates.

I am frequently preached at – rather, gaslit - by my local authority and various entities, about being “environmentally responsible”.

Yet the very same so and-sos encourage my missus to to put the so-called “waste”, produced by weeding and thinning out flowers, into a special green bin, which is then transported by road to a processing centre, where, yes, you’ve guessed it, someone will will make a tidy profit out of selling it back to…members of the public!
....................to be continued.😐

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