Best Pollute Poems
DON'T POLLUTE
Love natures amazing diversity.
Please believe pollution, understanding
It's deadly, possible fatalities!
Don't pollute, recycle infinitely
It's real, important, remembering.
That marine wildflowers' phytoplankton!
And algae respiring, restoration,
The planet's atmosphere recovering!
Sad, untrue, depletion, reality,
Trees' woodland, rainforests, decimated.
Yes unseen pollution, propagating!
Our future becoming impossible.
"SHOUT
full on,
make it known,
that polluting
is wrong, it kills life"!
"DON'T
pollute,
it can kill,
chemically,
mechanically"!
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"SHOUT,
feelings,
my true love,
listen, will you
become my whole life"?
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"SHOUT!
Make them
hear your words!
ask all to help
save the dying world"!
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"SHOUT
it out!
war won't win!
peace comes with love,
goodwill, empathy"!
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"SHOUT
your rights,
nature does,
righting our wrongs!
come on, don't give in"!
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"SHOUT,
let it
be known, life,
it all has rights.
their own destinies"!
A rhyming wave, Earth's dying now!
Yes, dying, dying, dying now!
Yes, we can stop it, yes, here's how
Yes; don't pollute, I plead!
This is fact! Not a warning, heed!
No warning, warning, warning, heed!
Ten extinctions per day, indeed!
Ten! Yes, forever lost!
For the rich, no life, bar theirs' cost.
Yes, bar theirs, bar theirs, bar theirs cost.
All life is cheap, they've hearts of frost.
All life, they will soon learn!
With climate change, all life will burn!
Yes, life will, life will, life will burn!
It's time they learnt how to discern!
Pollution will kill all!
A rhyming wave, Earth's dying now!
Pollution will kill all!
SIMPLE SPIDER STORY
Palsy poison spider
bickering, binding, biting
sparring, stinging, scampering
creeping in crevices cocooned
coded crooked cock-eyed
Here, there, everywhere
Scorpions enticed bicolour eyes
broken webs of gravity’s return
to sting a billion bites boggling
so drenched in poison they
polluted rivers and valleys alike
Here, there, everywhere
Palsy spider died a peevish death
a pensive peony covered her crevice
soon after hatched another
fat on a slick strawberry hat
no more unruly rushing, roving
Here, there, everywhere
Watching a world pass by
through feather ferns fickle
weaving Toltec threads to tickle
looking glasses glowed in unison
ladybirds crawled cowering, to cater
No here, no there, no everywhere
Silver-black spider wrangled
open legged over her webs
a phantom from below or above
fat on slick strawberry hats
smiling savoury sleepily across
flowered forest floors fleshy
No here, no there, no everywhere
Hairy legs entwined another eight
sixteen swirled curled spun sinless
secretly into seductive moist nights
earth deep saffron spelled spoils
simple spider coiled a sacred foil
No here, no there, no everywhere
©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song
2001/edit2024
I've been replaced by a lap dog~at least it's cute,
Its poppy brooch glows bright on its dainty neck.
It yaps and leaps, and like me, its poops pollute,
But could it endure a long and rugged trek?
I’d wager it’d fail~a weary, broken wreck.
Does the greens leaves the leaves!
Waiting for the sun to rest for the day,
Dreaming of the night sky with stars.
He treads his path in the field of wheat.
Unable to step any more further,
He stands in the muds of an ancient grave.
All of wind set for more of goals to twist
The fate of the dead and the living ones
Sure to strike the arrow that it is trust
To make the fruit fall from the branches of a tree.
It's the same way
For a man to end his sojourn.
The flowers and leaves in his bedlocker.
That finds a way to the museum of his people's heart
Finds permanence than the mortal man at his death.
What had happened until now is reality
For all others under the window of dreams
Luck too favouring his parts of wins.
What was seen as truth is shown as lessons to the world.
For what unseen is the greenary in the leaves
That does not leave it under any circumstances.
Life partly sings a song of monotonous duties
That lay in his pillows of rest
That shooks him out of any illnesses
Make him firm to stand till the end.
Dearing his ways to his mistresses will of mind
Yielding to the diamond mines of love that has no lifespan.
Does the greens ever leaves the leaves
No, but life is spun with wonderful creations.
The least being the leaf in the tree of hopes
That rests with more of fruits and birds
That beautify the tree and my soul.
Do the greens leave the leaves?
No, it's only man's duty
To coin a verse as sweet as honey
The roses are very sweet but surrounded only by thorns.
Man learns this lesson too many times in his life.
Life still leaves leftover sweat
That motivates him further
Truth with nature to strive for more.
By not cutting trees
Not polluting nature - the chemicals that kills birds and animals.
The green never leaves the leaves
If man ever loves nature
And paints his world green.
S ANANDHI
25 05 2021
SPARROWET POETRY
IS IT OKAY
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do you know what, what do you know?
the seeds of disaster we sow.
there are those who have lost the plot!
pollution isn't the way to go!
procrastination makes us hot!
what do you know, do you know what?
pollute to kill, kill to pollute!
don't, then there are those who will shoot!
will force you against, yes, your will!
for money, trees they will uproot!
do they not know the world is ill?
kill to pollute, pollute to kill!
is it okay, okay it is?
you're in denial blind, remiss,
mother nature can not now play.
open your eyes, life was once bliss!
you've been told, it won't go away,
okay, it is, is it okay?
© Mick Talbot 2018
Atomic revolutions
bordering
the world's cottons.