To The Diamonds, Goodbye


To The Diamonds, Goodbye, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz 
The first fickle flakes finally fell on
the fertile fallow fields of father's farm.
As they met on the ground it was chiffon,
Ever so light a blanket to keep me warm.

The quiet unmolested snow fell through,
the night. 'Twas the night of the virgin snow.
This day our pillaging we shall eschew.
This day is contrition of here and now.

I look to horizon off in the east,
The sun has sent its light but not its heat.
Saw billions of diamonds to say the least,
Glistening all across the county seat.

First the roar then the corner of my eye,
Came the snowplow, to the diamonds, goodbye.

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There is a natural beauty in the virgin snow.  But there is a practical reason for this blanket.  It protects the barren lands from the winter winds’ erosion.  There is also other reasons, one being it gives the land time to heal from man’s use and abuse of the land.  The snow supplies new life to the land beneath it.  Each one of the diamonds may be considered as a vitamin pill.  In the poem I use the snow plow as a symbol of technology that has helped humankind to increase production per acre but at what cost?  As the world’s population continues to climb the demand for food does too.  We strip our planet of more of its forest to plant more crops by bring in more chemicals and equipment.


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