Best Hydrocarbon Poems
My cucumber needed hydrocarbon
So, I thought to pee in my garden
Thought my cucumber would grow
But what did I know...
My cucumber began to harden
My tomatoes were as hard as a rock, true
But I noticed they turned a dark blue
When my pee hit their stems
It ruined my gems
Instead of peeing, I should have went poo- eww!
I gave whatever you wanted-
Thy but took me for granted-
Neither you paid attention to the appall
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
Tsunami had been a story for you-
You forgot the huge ash spew-
You quickly forget the squalls-
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
On the surface I gave you so much green-
On using oil instead you were too keen-
Empty soon is going to be bowl-
This is an important call
your earth I am, you dear all-
The entire hydrocarbon already you burnt -
Solution that I gave never you learned-
Energy in alcohol is not small-
Never will it let cars stall-
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
What was for the future you drank –
Pain then you felt inside near flank-
Livers and kidney now take great fall-
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
To preserve for the future still there is time-
But you have to consider condition mine-
On me you concentrate huge steel n concrete-
For my balance it won’t be fine-
I shall spin then like a bent bicycle wheel-
Towards nadir will I go, or in the Zenith-
I might fall into the dark infinite beneath-
Where then be you and who to listen the bawl- (cry loudly)
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
If I do not fall but loose declination degrees-
Either then you will heat or get highest freeze-
Wooden poles might become trees all
This is an important call
Your earth I am, you dear all-
Form:
Justified Homicide
While words roll on and cameras turn
The sea beats the "saviours" and the fires burn
Within the depths of the watery grave
Of men not old, not young, not brave.
Just normal men who had a life
A child or two, a home, a wife.
No super powers did they possess
To live this way - before this mess.
Remember too, this is not the first!
Nor the last while there are those who thirst
For power, for profit, and social aplomb
From their share in extracting hydrocarbon!!!!!!
15 July 1988
carbon has two allotropes
one is graphite-one is diamond
you are one-you are diamond
shines for me shines by me
having you is a miracle
we are known by the names that are multiple
you and I are bonded by the bond that is triple
I am tetravalent, shows many charasteristics
but only attracted by hydrogens, that is you
sometimes, some heteroatoms disturb us
as I am strong, only bonded by you
our love story will be known for generation
I the carbon you the hydrogen thus forming hydrocarbon
Carbon, deep, deep black in one form
Refracting light in another
Symbols of energy and wealth
Yet, still the same carbon on the inside
Three handed creature
Grasping hydrogen atoms, oxygen and themselves
Forming the hydrocarbon chains of food stuffs
Filling our bodies with the stuff of energy
Powering the mighty engine that never stops till life's last breath
Feeding through the inner pulsing red rivers the oxygen
Absorbed from the ocean of air surrounding us all
To keep alive the organs
The inside of every human being
Identical, indistinct.....one human from another
Until coated in a skin
Available in a variety of colors
From white to red to yellow to black and all shades between
And now we see a difference, where there is no difference.
ALAS!
They will make
glass cells
filled with small
bugs that
believe in tiny universes.
They will
harvest the hydrocarbon
gasses bugs
spawn from the sunlight
to heat their coffee cups.
The bing bang motor of a zoom car in motion is a crusted carcass frame. But ridden is getting quite giddy at altitudes over seventeen hundred feet. No air.Thin air. Must don a hydrocarbon mask then. Peel not a custard colour of skirt as it can reveal molten lava which is speckles and heckles even the most benign wagon or carriage on a multi-lingual highway south. Ooh southern climes. That is preferred to a goblet of resin. Which was playing on high volume to a field of goats and bugs . But a right angle of a deviant is not that clever when dressed in a dinner jacket, a morning suit or a crisp white blouse. Inheriting rabbit fodder from basin balsamic jam? No no no. Good to add fruit fusion and belch. Misted murky making marvellous magnification. And a giant eel climbing. How quite playful. Great. Xxxxx. Intercontinental z
Form:
Blinking lights,
Grey faces
worn down by
an endless chain
of encounters with machines
Social life becomes
a checkerboard
of electrical impulses
and responses
Happiness has always
been elusive
But do we really think
that we can
cause it to turn on and
off like qa lightbulb
Poe talked of science
stealing his "summer dream"
We know his point
"In Spades"
A vivarium is neither a plant or an epic entry. Instead of entry-level why not try a bulbous flow? Why? Why is a savvy question asked by a curved arched triangle whose speech is dialect. Yo, be known by a trapeze artist! Oh a mighty wrath of a single aromatic hydrocarbon air. Wonderful. Great. The tap tap tapping of a whirlpool is very enigmatic isn't it ? But a single ladle lord of custard custodians is a pilot engineering feat. Open to discussion on a boating plate. Interesting. Suppose a shark would come to the supper table. Big high top. Good. But a top barging top hat is very amusing and clever. Speaks to the dead. Communicates with animals. And spins along a road hollering a hound tune. In a haze of lights. Wow. It is not to be considered normal when a pig visits a public house. Full of puzzles and pubescence pubes. Development of deviant cutlery drawers and essences of distinguished tongues. Oh how quaint. Radiuses are to be drawn in a pink pen. And numbers on a list are very very very very very revelational indeed. So take a bow. And a curtsey and clean ears out with a wooded spoon. Baste a beast. Testicular formation of rice. Hahahaha and a swollen souk. Swelling swimming spun spinning sharks saying shite songs. Haha and a worm in a cloak with outstretched arms. Xxxxx colonic irrigation. Xxxxx testator gators. Xxxx theasaurus. Z.
Form:
A lot of sweat gives us pain.
The forest is likely to rain.
Tropical roundwood hugged in stain.
Fossil hydrocarbon and its contain.
People reject geological abstain.
In small patches, dioramas are aware.
Often, in the remote, we felt the stare.
Small-thicket Cantigi snare.
Small-scale landholders blare.
Gave us a nightmare!
Hydrocarbon we burn
Forming the see-o-two
Along with aitch-two-o
That then produces rain
Pollution equation
What are we going to do
With all this evil brew
Crazy situation
The windows are closing in, and gaps are getting thin, mankind has paid the sacrifice for useless pollution on the surface of the earth and their lungs are filled with dirt.
I look above the benevolent sky and search for the big lie, Fossil Fuels supply eighty four percent of the world’s energy and you want to phase it out in a hurry, what alternative do you have to supply the world with clean energy?
The scientists don’t know this and the chemist cannot prove it but the physicist can narrate it. Their work is outside but the formula is embedded inside and the philosopher is their guide.
Hydrocarbon is lining the throne and natural gas is homeward bound. The coal is floating around in abundance and the oil is shooting through the pipes what the row is about is to bring it to net zero or phase it out?
They come from all over the globe to listen to the multitude shout and have joined the climate change choir and expressing their innate desire. The band is in place and the musicians are on the stage, they have composed the fossil fuel hymn and everybody began to sing.
But the rhythm and the harmony are not right and there is a silent internal fight, the heavens are standing tall and the mountains are rubbing against the wall.
The chief is singing the base and Opec giant has entered the debate and blocked the fossil fuel phasing out scheme and have shattered the green minded countries dream.
What alternatives do you have when the world demand for fossil fuels doubles every twenty years? Why are you in such a hurry when there is no other voice to join the choir.
Climate Change is real and you have got to have continuous negotiation to generate a practical solution to appease your fossil fuel ambition. You must knock off some of the theory and stitch the entire loose edges together.
Carbon emission reduction is on the agenda too, it is causing controversy for me and you and if you put fossil fuel and carbon emission all together the internal combustion will move the engine around the world.
Tomorrow when you meet and start to greet you must come up with a solid plan to moderate carbon emission and fossil fuel demand on the land without causing power outage and fuel shortage around the globe. The row will continue until you figure how to sort it out.