L.J. Ireton's Blog
November 25, 2018
Peace
It's peaceful indoorsAnd the kitchen is warmForgotten - the noiseAnd the fear and the harmThat put the animal on the feasting table Can you celebrate peaceWhen your food wasn't able To know the same?Far away is the painOf the faceNow removedNow replacedWith a plate.Could our placemats be kindnessTo the creatures that trust usCan our hands spare the bloodshed We don't see before us.
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Living
Inquisitive eyes
Playful feetTorn apartLabelled 'Meat'Life not enough Without deathDoing as was done Dimming consciousnessOf living Eating life with easeInquisitive eyes Playful feet
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November 1, 2018
Sanctuary
Sanctuary
Small, smiling sleepers
Worn out from chasing apples
Sleep in safety, resting on their mother.
My heart is in that straw
That the piglets snuggle into
A blanket of peace
Unlike the others.
I’m so happy for a moment
But it shouldn’t be momentary
Peace should not be isolated,
Should not be secondary
To suffering as standard,
Substandard living –
Please give the others
Sanctuary.
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October 6, 2018
Objectified
No living beingShould be objectified byA living being
September 29, 2018
Mermaid
I'm lost on land And breathe in the tideTo fill rock pools with lightFor like calls to likeAnd my stars are the sparks of the Sun, As they strike The surface of my water sky -Constellations I can fly to,Surge and shimmer down throughUnder water the outside combinesWithout it I thirst - An island of dust Isolated by the dry divides.
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September 17, 2018
Speaking Out
Speaking Out
What is extreme About asking for peaceOn behalf of those living That know only pain?
When do I shout?I'm crouched low on the ground Like a child who's found Something dying.
Why am I harshFor showing my heart Can't bear the sound Of their silence.
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What is extreme About asking for peaceOn behalf of those living That know only pain?
When do I shout?I'm crouched low on the ground Like a child who's found Something dying.
Why am I harshFor showing my heart Can't bear the sound Of their silence.
Copyright LJ 2018
August 27, 2018
Dairy
Dairy
What makes humans do these things to cows to get their milk?Some say dairy’s ok because at leastThere’s no blood spilt -But impregnation by a hand is not the way of the earthTo feed humans their babies’ milkIs not why cows give birthNaturally no newborn should be taken from its mother,Tube forced down its throat and its milk given to anotherUs! Who do not need itCause a mother cow to cryI don’t know how societyHas had this normalized.
LJ Ireton 2018
August 26, 2018
Attention
Attention
Foot after foot and ten thousand armsUnison shouts, sounding drums and alarmsWe need to do this, to stand up for truthBut people are looking at us and notYou.
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Foot after foot and ten thousand armsUnison shouts, sounding drums and alarmsWe need to do this, to stand up for truthBut people are looking at us and notYou.
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Solace
Solace
I sought solace with swansAfter too much human noiseTheir shapes on sunlit waterSoothed an ache inside my mind.
A person, then another Held out hands to feed a swanBut held no food, just photo smiles - The bird's expectations undone.
And just like that, the camera flash Burnt my bubbling peaceHumans tricked the birdsSo now, again, they troubled me.
Copyright LJ Ireton 2018
I sought solace with swansAfter too much human noiseTheir shapes on sunlit waterSoothed an ache inside my mind.
A person, then another Held out hands to feed a swanBut held no food, just photo smiles - The bird's expectations undone.
And just like that, the camera flash Burnt my bubbling peaceHumans tricked the birdsSo now, again, they troubled me.
Copyright LJ Ireton 2018
August 19, 2018
An old man and his dog
An old man and his dogSauntered slowly up to me He pointed at the bird pictureI'd wanted him to seeThen pointed back down at his dog,Said "He's just like him, like me"And I thought as he walked awayYes, that's it completely.
Copyright LJ 2018
