Traces in the Fog

Born into violence: the offspring of mixed aggressions, traces of sickly silver quickly infiltrate our atmosphere. Toxic clouds that sail the zephyrs, spurting their entrails in rhythmic pitter patter of metallic rain that cascades upon the sea.   Soundscapes of forest fires and burning waste sink beneath the waves, where …

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Warming Clouds

Between synthetic, parallel lines drawn across artificially constructed maps, the clouds begin to form. Climbing upwards like giant anvils of cotton candy, a trick of the scattering light projecting apparitions across the skies.   Oscillating between imagined landforms, these vessels of rain and ice drift tirelessly across tranquil seas and …

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Deep-sea Tremors

From buried cracks And open wounds Shrouded scales Begin to seep. Cutting across murky waters Into buried memories And forgotten half-truths, Inky fingerprints Preserve their presence Alongside court proceedings And local weather reports. Over time these sightings Are recalled as prophecies; Portents of the restless Earth That slyly secrete themselves …

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Bewildered Blooms

Hidden behind the fragility Of a sub-Antarctic archipelago, A speck of shamrock shimmers On a sea of turquoise.   Exploding into life this fleck Becomes a floating forest; Vacuous blues graffitied with Organic, dancing tones of green.   Rising white beacons of sediment Carried on clandestine currents, Breathing new life …

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A Scavenging Song

Sea air shimmers in the evening haze; The gentle rays from a setting sun Reflect the remnants of the passing storm, Cascading skywards in prismic hues to Dry the feathers of the Eastern Meadowlarks That drowsily skim the ocean’s skin. Beneath translucent, foaming waves Shapes begin to dance, unseen; Their …

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A Plastic Paradise

At the far edges of the world, Hidden deep amongst the Raging seas and rising waves Laze a series of secret atolls and coral coves; Remote islands that are almost entirely Untouched by human hands. Untouched by human hands, But maimed by the detritus that those hands have wrought. As …

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Chemically Preserved in Jelly

Translucent orbs of moonlight Sail along our chalky coasts. Encased in an envelope Of teals and sapphires, Their chemical composition Reveals the secret tracks And hidden pathways Of a thousand Thousand Squares of liquid land. By mapping their nutrients Across soggy habitats We use these charts To navigate the channels …

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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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In Hidden Trenches

Within the deepest creases, out of sight, You glide along the ocean’s murky floor; Surviving in the darkest realms of night, Your body writhes above a sticky maw. Then when we drag your carcasses ashore, We prod and poke to see what we might find; And like the sailors who …

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Plastic Food

The oceans are awash with our debris, As plastics from our lives flow down the drain And travel down hewn channels to the sea, Where laced with man-made poisons they remain. Through plankton they leach into the food chain, As fish consume this fouled and tainted meal; The plastics then …

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