Record heat persists
Living beside intense fires
And massive flooding
The stripping of rights
Polarizing of nations
Anger…everywhere
But this damn sunrise
Is so fucking beautiful
That we snap photos
Rather than bask in the bright
And vivid moment
Tag: climate change
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Climate Blind
Storms in the west
Floods in the south
We’re watching it happen
But shutting our mouth
Record heat in the east
And in the north too
Shaking our heads
What’s there to do?
Nothing can change until we make it so
Revolution is coming
And lots of sorrow
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World on Fire
Orange light streams in
And the floor dances with fire
Meanwhile, in the sky
Pink translucent clouds are shaded
By billowing plumes of smoke
Ash covers the sidewalks
Children play with it
Like they would a puddle
Watched over by a flaming copper sun
Why is it so beautiful
When the world is on fire?
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Gentrified Sky
Cotton candy skies
Sweep over hard machinery
Gray to contrast pink
Spun sugar clouds
Sun bleached and fractured with gold
Hang amidst black plumes
Of industrialization
Wind slinks on the ground
It’s unseasonably cold
May should be bright, warm
Full of buds and flowers
Not this bleak, cold, gray howler
Is it climate change?
Perhaps.
Or maybe the weather
Is a reflection of my own mood.
A bruised sky looming
Black tinged and brushed with purple
Pink blossoms stare up
Incandescent
Mouths open, waiting for rain
The sky takes a breath
And the bruise darkens
Droplets slip down the window
Tracing tears on the glass
Angry, the clouds harden
Tears change to sideways torrents
Drowning the flowers
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Rising
Everything’s Rising.
Coastal waters are rising
Taxes are rising
Inflation…rising
My age is rising too, but
That’s not your problem
But, it has been said
With every action comes an
Equal reaction
If everything is rising…
Will we rise as a community?
Or, will we all fall?
By which I mean fail
To acknowledge hard truths
and take action?
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Into the Fray
A poem on what lies ahead
Omicron rages
While the CDC changes
All of the safeguards.
Meanwhile changes
Encompass our burning world
Earth is changing too
I don’t want to
Bring heavy tidings to you
Or…maybe I do.
In only one year
Democracy has been rocked
Temperatures rise.
Animals have died
Floods and Tornados have killed
And disease has reigned.
So what do we do?
When faced with this brave new world?
Well…maybe not brave.
I, for one, am scared.
But, despite all of my fear
I won’t become blind.
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Snow
A free write on weather
The energy on the road is static
Cars, dusted with powder, crawl along. Their drivers shivering from the stress.
They drive slow, outside of lanes they can no longer see. Erratic in the storm.
As humans we’ve bent nature to our will. Covered mountains with tar and pitch, extracted salt to return back to the curated roads that our cars crawl on like ants.
But nature fights back.
Ice lays underneath the beauty of new snow, stickier than tar, slicker than glass.
Invisible. Silent. Lurking.
Laying in wait because nature knows we have to be to work.
Humans are, after all, predictable. We have to go to work to keep our jobs to buy the gas that drives our cars that pays the taxes to fix the holes in the road after every winter.
We can’t shirk responsibility because there aren’t enough plows.
There aren’t by the way.
So all we can do on this icy road is marvel at the beauty of nature and drive slow because we fear her. We take a deep breath when our car begins to sway.
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The future of energy
Or the future of exploitation?
A poem inspired by this article.
New energy source.
Renewable energy.
Sounds pretty great right?
Of course it sounds great
We all want to fix the world
But…what is the cost?
“Future Energy”
Also means “future profits”
And…exploitation
Ok..So what?
When there’s money made
There’s people to profit from
And land to ruin
It’s not the future
If old practices are used
We must do better
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