A Limited Shelf Life
Within the frothy sprays and barren seas, Atop the very apex of our Earth, Anomalies are stirring in the breeze; Instead of mapping the expected
"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Within the frothy sprays and barren seas, Atop the very apex of our Earth, Anomalies are stirring in the breeze; Instead of mapping the expected
Sunbeams two-step over white blankets Gliding painlessly between worlds, Then stray too close to the edge Where looming Arctic waves Trap their latent heat; Ending
The crops that we all need to sustain life Are weakened by upturns in CO2; Engaging in this atmospheric strife Means less nutritious protein can
Antarctic sea shelves are diverse, With worms and seastars worth acclaim; Conditions are not too adverse, The sea life is never the same. But
When will we stop to think of what we do? We treat this land as if it is our own; Then all of our mistakes
Record-breaking rainfall has surged, A thirty-year trend has emerged; Reminding us that we are small, The rain it continues to fall. A global growth
Contrails cast shadows across azure skies, As jet exhausts do freeze in cold, moist air. But we have just begun to realise The great effects
The warming of the seas signals the end For many living gardens in full bloom; The bleaching of the coral is a trend, The killing
The Arctic is warming so fast The Sea Ice will not always last, And as sunlight breaks through this tomb The algae continue to bloom.