Posts tagged ‘Environment’

October 6, 2022


by Jem Croucher

For the UK’s National Poetry Day 2022

We withered brittle ozone, tantamount to crime
witnessed the long summers getting warmer over time
Staycations in fair England with seldom days of rain
the norm in post-pandemic swiftly then became

And no-one paused to wonder of the squander we had spent
callous the abandoning of our environment
as if we had we'd realise that reversal could become
something real with purpose if we acted all as one

January 22, 2020

Bye bye Blackbird

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Last spring the laurel hedge by my window was empty
No chirruping, calling, no rustling of glossy leaves
No fledglings edging off the nest onto twigs and then the adjacent fence
No wobbling and frantic flapping as parents patiently cajole
No triumphant flights to the Rose bushes
Only to tumble to the grass
As the chosen twig was too thin

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January 21, 2020

Too hot, too hot

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Like tracks in the snow
Little lives go
In our melting

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

September 10, 2019

Missing Owl

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Woken by moonlight
Shafting through my curtains

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August 11, 2019

Ghost Ocean

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Waves throw up on the shore
remnants of ocean lives
tangles of plastic
debris from both sides
of a blurring boundary.
Revealing hints of the diversity underneath
and of the death we impose.

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond


June 6, 2019

Sunday in Spring

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Two fields over, Rooks argue
a raucous parley that
goes on and on and on
while other birds sing prettily

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October 7, 2018

The Light

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books® and

The Light for Blog


If only

intelligence were a storm

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October 5, 2018

I Come From A Place of Fireflies

by HemmingPlay


I came from a place of fireflies,
where men were reasonable and tall,
Where people knew me by who my grandfather was, and his, and his.
Where farmers didn’t block views with trees,
To see at a glance from the kitchen window
How the corn was doing, the soybeans.

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April 7, 2018

Dionysiou Aeropagitou Street- Poetry by Sofia Kioroglou

by Poetry and Literature by Sofia Kioroglou


Upon first glance, Dionysiou Aeropagitou street
looks like any other cobbled pedestrianized plot
Flanked on one side by antique looking houses
bustling with life and music wafting from a roving cellist

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October 14, 2017

#Haiku 70 (Triple): Beauty & Nature

by Linda Lee Lyberg


Silent eloquence

In harmony with nature

Beauty surrounding

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September 1, 2017

Ethereal Night

by Linda Lee Lyberg


Ethereal Night

-Linda Lee Lyberg

The cool magenta evening beckons to me
Looking up, I gaze at a kaleidoscopic sky
I am humbled and awed by the immortality
In the immense, amazing universe up high

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August 19, 2017

Summer Rain

by Linda Lee Lyberg


Summer Rain

-Linda Lee Lyberg

Can you smell the summer rain
As it trickles, trickles, trickles down
Washing away the grime and stain
Appeasing the thirsty ground.

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August 18, 2017


by Linda Lee Lyberg
Awash in a sea
Tides roll to the distant shores

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August 14, 2017

#Tanka: Scorching

by Linda Lee Lyberg
A Mirage on high speed
Scorching summer sun


Throws shadows on hot pavement

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July 11, 2017

Moon Kiss

by Linda Lee Lyberg

Whale on oceans surface with full moon

Moon Kiss

-Linda Lee Lyberg

When the moon kisses the sea
The waters are peacefully still
And night becomes so bright.

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July 9, 2017

Dead Horse

by Sebastian St.John Montgomery-Greystoke

dead horseBetter here to cease than the knackers yard
A wild hearted beast that lived fast and died hard.

Better to have fallen than led away to be rendered
To have died on the hoof than gone lame and surrendered.

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June 20, 2017


by Linda Lee Lyberg

Dry Earth in Death Valley. cracked land in desert. mountain hil


-Linda Lee Lyberg

The sun bakes the land

Blinding,fierce,parching its path

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May 14, 2017


by Sebastian St.John Montgomery-Greystoke

LONDONSirens. Busses. Polluted air

Millions of strangers, none of whom care.


Hard-faced ladies. Unloving boys

Dirt. Construction. Non-stop noise.

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February 28, 2017

The Bottom-Line

by scatterednotebooks


© Photo by Linda Rose

Eyes only on the bottom-line,
we seek to build, but not refine.
For profit’s sake, we play with lives
with silicon brains, traces and wires.

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February 4, 2017


by Sebastian St.John Montgomery-Greystoke

The lights are buzzing, they’re really far too brightmoor2

The phones don’t stop ringing…this just isn’t right


I’m sipping cool tea from a plastic vending cup

There’s too much to do and I want to give up

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October 28, 2016

Smokestack Hypnosis

by Nick Anthony

Frothy foam floating atop steaming chemical vats
Boils, becoming warm white clouds
Climbing up cold concrete columns,
And billowing forth from icy smoke stacks.

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September 1, 2014


by Seafarrwide


By Wendy Norman

The sky was infinite
No limitations in sight
Brooding with grotesque labyrinths
Dark as an evil mans soul

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March 4, 2014

Crowded Room

by Lena Bitare

Source: Google Images

Source: Google Images

In a room of several people
There lies someone with no patience at all
She read the magazine, turning pages
Mumble and mumble til ages

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May 9, 2013

The Narrative of the Earth’s Revenge

by soad88

“Why do you allow a hateful and ignorant creation to desecrate my soil?”

“Though most of man is evil, a small group holds unto truth.”

“But why let them commit such evils and walk free?”

“They do not walk for long and their youth is limited.”

“Let me have my vengeance upon man.”

“So you shall have it so. For when their phase is done”

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January 20, 2013


by Karen

oh so mushy

oh so cold

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