"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
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 tell us why, As climates … Read more
Across the vibrant reefs you snake and crawl, In search of shelter from an unseen threat; The shadows write their names in salty scrawl, Your body intertwined in blind duet. You see the world without a lens or eye, As veiled photoreceptors help you scry; Your skin a dense and tangled web of sight, … Read more
When someone’s voice is on repeat, You might begin to tap your feet; As into music, words do change, Sometimes the sounds we hear are strange. Illusions that turn speech to song, A musical phenomenon; It’s a linguistic interchange, Sometimes the sounds we hear are strange. But what about a non-speech sound; A … Read more
Urea, that’s contained in wee, Plus chlorine gives us DBP; This makes our eyes stream like a fool, Please do not piss into the pool. Deciding how much pee is there, Can be quite a complex affair; What’s needed is a special tool, Please do not piss into the pool. The sweetener that … Read more
The echoes of your past vibrate through space, And secrets lie beneath your broken skin; The cracks and rimless craters on your face, Reveal to us what’s hidden deep within. Now frozen underground in super lakes, Under a pitted surface lined with breaks; A reservoir of life within our sight, To reach for when … Read more
Your crater stands abandoned in the dirt, As thirsty dreams evaporate for good; Beneath your dusty surface pressures spurt, Leaving behind deposits in the mud. They burn you with their sulphate-silic blood, And your horizons change beyond repair; Then ground water appears like a lost flood, Leaving behind pure sulphur in your lair. We cut … Read more
If your soul hurts, this is what you must do: Look out upon the spilt blood of the land, The necklace of the Earth, its sapphire hue, A homestead of the prow, encased in sand. Then build your house next to these spaces blue, Away from parks and where mankind has fanned; Remember when you … Read more
A Rhode Island pond – The beaver tastes the cold air As he builds his dam Now somewhere upstream On a vast and dying lake – The waterfowl glide No cold carp live here – Choked by a mass of algae Fat on Nitrogen Round the river bend The cowhand lights a … Read more
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 of twelve per cent, Means flood risk is on the ascent; Compared to a stationary stall, The rain it continues to fall. As air temperature does increase, More rain … Read more
Your reddened skies and barren soils conceal A frozen mass, but once it was a sea Infrared telescopes can now reveal What could and should, but never was to be. A mighty ocean spanned the northern realms With winding river delta, and with lake And whilst deuterium now overwhelms; The absence of its sibling … Read more