Crystal creatures [sonnet]
When cataclysmic years slowed down those long
and bubblyboiling aeon times ago;
life-forms (way beyond our square and oblong
fenced-in dumbed-down minds) then began to grow.
When mined from deep within the fertile ground –
ancient civilisations, knowing well
their worth – their magick powers did abound
which modern worldlings still deny and quell.
However, we who vainly think we are
the pinnacle of creaturishness made
upon this lush and lissom earth so far
delude ourselves. Soon all will have decayed.
Then when the new world people take control
the life-forms scorned today will play their role.
© Alan Morrison, 2013