Fossil Poems - Poems about Fossil

...Your paradigm's a relic, a plea from data's cemetery, While I sculpt luminaries on screens, a sable sea. "Company loyalty," a myth, spun in your reverie, But AI forges kingdoms, in ephemeral memor......Read the rest...

...In a lattice-lit dorm room sits a writer. A discarded chemistry book lies beside her. because ideas are hitting off her, like a collider. Why does writing make her feel alive-er? Cause it helps......Read the rest...

... Biosphere's tropical respiratory rainforests are on the verge of extinction, the exclusive reservoir of biodiversity, the Congo Basin is shrinking rapidly. Deforestation dehydrates the c......Read the rest...

...Uncertain if my one man pep rally appeals to thee most amazing, daring, grueling... youngest aspirant to restore Earth in the balance predicated upon uncomfortable truth. The old geezer here would be......Read the rest...

...Old sage of the forest Old sage of the forest, wise inhabitant of Rickmansworth, thy statue and wisdom are true, true and true, The true existence of the eternal sun, the stone of which is ......Read the rest...

...There is water under the mountains, A stream hidden in the dark. Misty or perhaps scorchingly dry But there lives a stream. There is a fossil under the mountains, A long time ago, since when? ......Read the rest...

... Containers come with different purposes as they hold, wage, measure and engage. From stone walls to fragile shells, blood vesse......Read the rest...

...Gross reminders can't touch this, unpleasantness Bound to chosen can't touch this disbarredments Rotten apples can't touch it decaying fossil peels Undermining deposits won't touch disbarred reel......Read the rest...

...Our Children Will Accept Nothing Less I believe climate change has us thinking more about our responsibility to all life on our planet. I believe we can save ourselves and our world from extinction......Read the rest...

...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 ben......Read the rest...

...(John Day Fossil Beds, 2018) Revisiting The Same Ground Over and over again I find myself returning to the same thoughts, ideas, histories but now with years more experience between ......Read the rest...

...Living is mocking the dead, To dance while they rot instead, Each breath that we take Is a slap in the face Cause living is mocking the dead. Living is such a conundrum, Every human that lives ......Read the rest...

...A Slow Decline Farmers wake, farm their fields. Their wives tend hearth and home, chickens, pull milk from cows, slop the pigs. Fishermen struggle against fleets of slowly departing commercia......Read the rest...

...I'm silk-fire, curled in emblazoned quartz horizons, Of aurous equator, rising in smoke as a secular bird, From own fossil-ashes, flying to distant honey-shores, scarlet spun, Stretching across ......Read the rest...

...Esperance, where kangaroos saunter beaches and turquoise waters lie like a boomerang snared beneath a lapis sky and snow-white sand. Coral pink lakes scintillate in golden sun; which late will sh......Read the rest...