National Parks: Teach Your Children

Do you remember Crosby, Stills & Nash’s Teach Your Children?  We sang it to our kids when they were young.  They could well sing it to us now.

You, who are on the road, must have a code, that you can live by,
And so, become yourself, because the past, is just a good-bye.
Teach, your children well, their parent's hell, did slowly go by,
And feed, them on your dreams, the one they picks, the one you'll know by.
Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry,
So just look at them and sigh, and know they love you.

That's the way it is when teaching values to young children.  They will usually value what they see their parents valuing. When they get older, quite often they retain and expand those values.

The value we are discussing here is our National Parks.  The photos below were taken just outside a National Park near us and just inside the same park.  Contrasting the stark difference, wouldn't it be a shame if there were no nature to value--only urban sprawl for yourselves, for your children, for their children.  If that land is turned over to state or local governing officials, quite often it ends up in commercial hands or governing hands heavily influenced by powerful commercial interests—mining, lumbering, development, signage.  That value, once lost, is lost forever.

Take your kids and grandkids to the parks!  Feed them on your dreams!

Gatlinburg, Tennessee

Gatlinburg, Tennessee

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Great Smoky Mountains National Park Forest River. Img Via: gsmnp.com

Mixing Poetry and Art.

A friend, preparing for our community's upcoming Poetry Group meeting, sent this New Yorker cartoon to me, asking if I would write a poem about the cartoon. He wanted to share it with the Poetry Group. In Mary's and my opinion, it's always fun to mix poetry and art. Here's my effort:

Thievery

One can learn from thievery,

What is a dog's priority;

Of all the things that the thieves stole,

The most treasured was his bowl.

©  Forrest W. Heaton  April, 2017

Burma-Shave Poetry

Anyone remember Burma-Shave signs? (Just us, huh!?) Well, they looked like this:

The Burma-Vita Company promoted their brushless shaving cream by posting a set of signs together along roadsides—all fun to read, the campaign hugely successful! This started in 1925 (just nine years following Congress’ creation of the National Park Service, we might add) and ended in the mid-1960’s.

I will share with you here on my blog a few of my own Burma-Shave style poems. Here is my first! 


Recognize this pattern?
Fun on trips they gave!
Signs by the roadside,
On last sign they’d rave . . .
Burma-Shave!