Ethics, Values, & Sustainability
Environmental Strategy & Sustainability
Systems Thinking & Sustainable Businesses
Last Updated 05/30/2006
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GROUP 4
Just above, in purple sky
hundreds of wildgeese
looking for a place to rest for the night,
where to land, which field to pick.
There is no leader -
no goose bigger or stronger than others.
There is no order, no plan
Every time a different leader,
others follow and look around.
Their conversation is loud,
no order or direction in their questions.
The goal is the same:
a good rest for the night.
They land on the softest field,
hiding down between the corn.
You can't see them longer,
You can't hear them anymore.
Hundreds of wildgeese are sleeping with me.
Johanna Brotherus
Red diamonds,
Sparkle and depth obscured, mired.
The true cost instead reflected.
Red diamonds,
Bathed in the blood of the workers,
In the dissolution of families,
The spread of disease.
Ignorance no longer an excuse.
Gwen Stohs-Krause
In talking about the life of an ant
how real their lives must seem to them,
and how meaningless they seem to us
looking at ants, they are all the same
they just don’t know it
Amelia George
The colors of spring -- browns succumb to flowers of pinks, reds and yellows,
The colors of summer -- blue skies bask the green grass,
And the colors of fall -- rapid changes from green to yellow to orange to brown,
Are all overwhelmed by the blanket of snow, brought by old man winter,
Clearing the canvass for the coming year.
Matt Johnston
It all comes down to the green
A green grasshopper
hops
on
my green thumb,
then
on
my green mind
while I’m lying in the green grass,
counting blades.
Nicole Hirschfelder
WHITE HILL
As I stare at the snow that covers our hill My thoughts grow clear.
A last pure peace in a world gone mad;
A calming blanket covering the earth.
For a moment nothing exists, I am lost in the field.
No schedule, no sound, no focus in mind; Only a sense of surrounded in a white ocean of sky.
Soon there is a noise and the trance is broken, My day begins again in a colorful rush.
But any chance I can I close my eyes and dream And find some pure peace in that moment of snow.
Brian Bengry
Winter days come and go,
This year we've had sporadic snow.
The lake has holes that should not be present,
But naive people think the climate is pleasant.
For me it brings worry and wonder,
What is this spell that people are under.
Most know the wrongs that we're doing,
But we're don't understand what we're ruining.
Some may say we've already gone to far,
Some blame the problems on our cars.
I see things as more encompassing,
It can't be pinpointed to just one thing.
What we need to change is not just our fuel,
We need to change the way we rule.
We must change the way we think,
From driving to building to what we eat and drink.
Even once we do things will not go back,
But at least we can stop the all out attack.
There is not one person or company to blame,
We must all do our part in taking the shame.
Now the knowledge is here and the time is ripe,
Let's make the change and start doing things right.
James Jedibudiah
a daring red dragon
sweeps over rich red fires
with dangerous red coals
that spark high in the hazy red sky
a divine red dragon
breaths hot steamy air
over the horizon
with all shades of red caressing the sunset
a delicious red dragon
gnaws on a bright red apple
with pigments of red gleaming into its eyes
a delectable red dragon
flies over the ravaging red landscape
with its crazy red eyes piercing its surroundings
a dizzy red dragon
looks beyond the sullen red skies
with its red tail waving in the air
he finally sees his fiery red end
Mary Hegi
The color of fire,
intense, powerful, joyous
The sun emits its amber glow
as it is hidden by the horizon
Rust-colored sands welcome its last light
Prepare for the oncoming darkness
The wondrous orange reflects
Its presence off the leaves
The trees and animals bask in its pervasiveness
The sky is filled as it casts its last fiery rays
Another day has come to a close
Another day will be born
Kevin White
Toads in the Window Well
Toads used to hang out in the window well outside my house
For some reason they felt safe there?
Yet we, the neighborhood kids, would sneak up upon them
Try to hold them
Startled them
Theyd pee in our hands
They didn’t know who we were
Why we were stealing them
Toads don’t hang out there anymore
Rebecca Wolfson
Pink is a color of sky when it blushes
It is a cutest moment of the day
Pink is a color of fragile cheery blossoms
It is a lovely season of the year
Kozue Nogami
We bled on the sands, we fought till the end
We struggled for our friends, we fought to the end
We went on for freedom, we fought to the end
The blood on our hands, we fought to the end
Jeff Mand
A stolen kiss
Not in want but in need
What need could come with theft
Only the result of which I can tell,
Will pave the path.
It wont be any yellow brick road,
No magical red shoes will set me free
Ill begun and dark in nature
I can not follow down that lame path.
Rachel Ogden
Everyone I see is white
My boss, my classmates, my coworkers
On the street, on the bus
All white
Where is the color?
The beautiful color?
The signs, the street: white
The trees are gone, white nothingness remains The people, white and expressionless Where has their emotion gone?
Where have the differences gone?
Where has the color gone?
All white, plain, uniform
Devoid of color, and dominated by sameness A boring sameness of white
Kevin White
Delay People
They're an entire species of people
They exist to slow the rest of us down
You'll see them out on Sunday afternoons
Or when you are running very behind
They sit and watch while their groceries are scanned
At the end, they have an epiphany
They need to pay for all of these items
It's time to start writing the store a check
Do other species have delay members?
Or are we alone in this quandary?
We can't avoid them; they are all around
We can't embrace them, we'd get nothing done
It's a problem to which there is no end
Beau Smithback
Blue
Unsure of what to do
Did the problems start with you?
Coloring the morning dew,
And accenting the leather of my shoe.
Now I’m looking for the person who
Can solve the problem of my mood,
And color it something other then blue.
Mike Williams
Lilacs
In between my neighbor’s house and mine
Sat a line of lilac trees.
When they bloomed they created a lavendar-colored boundary
A heavenly line separating us
The two households
We used to pick the lilacs,
The kids on both side of the line
We’d suck on them because at the tip they taste sweet
Rebecca Wolfson
Blue veins pump tainted blood within
Blue eyes peer outward while others peer in
Blue shoes trample the streets
After hours in blue sheets
How far through my blue eyes can they see?
How deep into my soul do they read?
Laura Muskatevc
Something strong
Binding us
Liquid chord
Energy; I glow near you
Rachel Ogden
