A Local Disappearance

Your recent absences have become More pronounced; The late spring evenings are no longer Alive with the industry of your approach, And the flowers in the hanging baskets On the high street fidget with uncertainty. We know that something is wrong, and So we call a meeting in the public …

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Washing Our Worries Onto Others

The blushing sun conceals A dirty secret. So in our quest for BEAUTY We shield our glowing frames From its spiteful rays; Basting our bodies like Pigs in blankets Of congealed and Aromatic fat. Whilst roasting in our tins Of solar opulence Thermodynamics indicates that We are now hotter Than …

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Particulate Behaviour

Fade In: People wearing masks Ride their bicycles through A skyline of exhaust fumes and Dirty, blackened smoke. Their lungs irritated By the invisible particles that corrode Metal frames and Alveolar walls. RING RING Go their bells as they Cross the road and Casually turn right Into the unmarked bloodstream. …

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A Hidden Trace

Beneath the pristine peaks and snow-capped mounds, Lie records of our past and future selves.   A precious commodity lying dormant, Safe from prying eyes and probing minds.   Locked up in overlapping, concentric circles Of mutually enticing atmospheric destruction.   As we carefully peel away the surging layers, These …

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A Temperate Disturbance

Within the temperate climes of wooded land, Disturbances are part of nature’s flow; But as the rising heat gets out of hand, The fingerprints of change begin to grow.   The patchiness of localised affairs, Cannot conceal the wider cracks and tears; The global climate means it won’t be long, …

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Records of our Future Past

Across the dusty plains of southwest lands, An empty dish lies buried in the sands; With taps turned off to nature’s moist supply, As climates change the basin starts to dry.   Within the hellish bowels of holy caves, Lie imprints of misplaced and ancient waves; Our excavated past can …

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The Spoils of Peace

As echoes of past conflicts start to fade, The dissipating fog lays bare what’s planned; Whilst treaties dance upon a blunted blade, With bloodied fist replaced by sleight of hand. The broken boughs pollute this new wasteland, As mended limbs now exhume every crease And bow and scrape to each …

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A Breath in Time

Within the salt-encrusted lakes of time, Are secret bubbles formed by primal cast; We excavate these drops from faded brine, To understand the structure of your past. They ratify and filter our forecast That Gaia’s breath was once a weakened wheeze, Devoid of life and luscious chloroplast. By reading samples …

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A Fractured Song

Beneath the rock lies liquid gold, With pressures set and bills to fold; But prospectors should be aware, Removal must be done with care.   As well as housing lush greenbacks, These biomes mask a hidden tax; For all the songbirds living there, Removal must be done with care.   …

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Go and Plant a Tree

Plant a tree Go Barbados and plant A palm tree Turn the water off Drink booze Take a shower with Someone else Take a shower with Rhianna This is a poem written by a ‘non-expert’, as part of a research project which used poetry to develop dialogue around environmental change. …

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