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
Oceans
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;
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
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
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
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
Forbidden Dreams
You cast off with a heavy heart, A flash of bloodshot as you leap; And even though this is the start, The ocean waves call
The Coral has a Chance (Shame that Chance is Us)
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
Who’ll Save the Seagrass?
A flowering home for turtles and fish, These mixed seagrass meadows harbour much life; Moving in currents with a gentle swish, Net global warming is
The algae continue to bloom
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.