Long Sort it out Poems
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Gold on ancient atoll?
Gone be prospector's hope!
Gore, doth coat the brazen bull?
Golem, get the rope?
Best for those politest men?
Better think again.
Bone a-broken, dive in den?
Flicker on the fen...
Torn like life tormented?
Break upon, O wave.
How the gods lamented!
O shroud hung on the grave!
Yellow as a predator's eye?
Dun the desert doubt.
Riddles, rivers, thy reply?
Time will sort it out.
Plight of all the human race?
Leaving like a trace.
O defeated, thy disgrace!
Cholera, catch case!
Syllable, O sylvan!
Each to preserve a life!
Dreams once started, thus began!
Razor's edge or knife!
Wail, O watching widows?
We'd really rather not.
Soul a-sold, what doth ye owes?
Death, be but a thought!
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.
It is not that I do not care
or your worries that I share
Your problems though they be
are not really about me
Sympathy not much
feelings out of touch
Concern forgive my yawn
angry I feel rather calm
Wrong or right
good or bad
let it be
I am sleepy
So stew on for awhile
I am neutral timid and mild
Maybe a nap and after I wake
we can sort it out, see what's at stake
Simmer down and go slow
ease off and let it go
If you blow your top
will it ever stop
Mediocre as it seems
dumb to others sure its deem
but important to you you you
for the hundredth time walk me through.
I AM miles away in outer space sending a message to the human race
Your wildlife is dying in fields of fire
And your ice cap is melting as the temperature gets higher
You have so much plastic that fills your sea's
And your world is being infected by a new disease
You have a problem without a doubt
And you need to act now to sort it out
You have a hole in your ozone that is getting bigger
But your leaders denied this they laugh and s
So I am sending you this message from outer space
You need to save your planet and the human race.
Your intergalactic watcher
A. LIAN...
To live each day with mindfulness and poise
one needs to calm the noises of this world
and slough the needless moments of worry
that come from negative patterns and traits
Take a positive approach to life, fill it with
gratitude and hope, for a better tomorrow
When you are listening, truly listen do none else
When you are eating, bite it slowly and enjoy it
When you are seeing, see only the beauty behind
Live a life of purpose, take an open minded tour
Slow it down, clean it up, sort it out, make it count
Life is not to be rushed its to be tasted with joy
Send a message to your brain, "do it mindfully"
Take a positive approach to life, fill it with
gratitude and hope, for a better tomorrow
Is magic science? Is magic science?
I want to know how its science,
It’s sometimes a head pain,
It’s always a brain span!
I see many fairy flying,
I see witch future changing,
Is magic science?
Is it science?
Is magic science, I always thought,
Nobody helped me to sort this doubt,
I have an idea to sort it out,
So this doubt will not roam in mind throughout!
Can’t I be a boffin here?
So surely I can solve doubt here!
Science is full of tree of knowledge,
No one can cut it by a normal wedge!
By the way, I thought of a day,
Ada Lovelace day is all a way,
To just encourage girls-“Don’t be on bay!”
Just enjoy and sit on the tree of knowledge!
But yet I didn’t solve my doubt,
As usual everyone thought,
Some say magic is science,
Some say-“How can it be science?”
Oh my god!
It’s all so hard,
Let me be an inventor here,
So, this doubt will be solved on my labour here!
Story Of Click
Click falls silent
Sidewalks slide under ground
Bang is loud
Boom is not allowed
Authorization is required
When click comes down
Sun rolls red
Cry rises
Click falls short
The authorities are called in to sort it out
When click comes down
No TNT.... No motive
Nothing grows
Concrete does not bloom
It is not a flower
The last word they heard
Began with bang
Ended with boom
Underground are hunks of concrete
Which slid down with the street
And are most likely not a click
With certainty and absolutely not a click
Something sounded like a click
It went like this
It went “Click!”
Who, is beneath the breath it lives
A soul, being of what aspects we walk
In us all, smash a bug; kill a wasp
Just how much does it take pull a trigger
Insane anger from where in it come
Life or death we do what can survive
Threat to our lives, we kill all in hate
Let God sort it out, bury them deeply
In ourselves, a emotion as if a light
But dark, secrets one carries in mind
As wicked as heart thought itself
We are killers, can one really be trusted
Behind the face that smiles conspiring to kill
Kill animals out of spite, ozone fly the sky
Trees bring air, cut like mowing grass
Everything running from death our country flood
Hatred, contemporary world of longing past
Living not days to be, ancestors turn their grave
All was fought, die, initiative to kindness
The heart weakens way of man's steps
What is it that we are not but a killer
That in each a itch, erge to snap
Blow them kingdom come, blood shed streets
Another laid to rest, who gives a thought
Riots rage for killers of their own demise
Found fought in action, they died for cause
Or so they said, crime doesn't pay
Justice was served, killer's day has come
But what are we except we make ourselves
Not the killer but heart where love flows
"A maelstrom of whirling emotions in me shout,
Penning it down helps me sort it out."
~ by poet
Man is a jumble of emotions,
A maelstrom of conflicting passions,
Enshrined in his heart are strong notions,
Love, mercy, peace, joyful compassions
Swirl together in mind's deep oceans,
Turmoil in this vortex leads to war,
Restlessness and negative uproar;
Overthinking whirls of thoughts explored,
Maelstrom of feelings in poems poured.
20th March 2023
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - M words" contest
Gears to grind, grey grimace?
O ghoulish, gold to get?
Turtle, beneath carapace!
He who sleeps forgets!
The champion of the city?
A far off challenger?
This may not - Well, pity.
O for thee, sound! Sad? Sure...
Soul in care of, portal?
A sword will sort it out?
Heart blood, pump! Pour, poor pill!
Ravine rill runs the rout!
Fire-god, in a stern tall forge.
What there will we see?
Abyssal the chasm gorge!
Flickering flock, thy fee!
Guns atop the atoll?
This strategy worked when?
Downward plunge into thy hole!
O dragon, doom! Death! Den...
Rack of lamb for dinner?
Thy supper's sorely got.
O vampire, vine! The winner?
It couldn't be thee, thought.
Cold thy core, O bonfire?
It never seems to get.
Heaven and Hell, murk and mire!
Pinned down, O my pet!