Ocean Plastic Poems | Examples
These Ocean Plastic poems are examples of Plastic poems about Ocean. These are the best examples of Plastic Ocean poems written by international poets.
Sea trash begone, as youth shall surge
with their passion and devotion
Debris where land and water merge
Sea trash begone!
Breakthrough solutions in motion
ending plastic pollution purge
Serene is a blue-green ocean
Unafraid to swim and submerge
inheritors, high echelon
Fallen baton cease and emerge
Sea trash begone!
It's strewn everywhere, garbage of plastic
bottles floating forever in the sea.
choking and burning, in stench so toxic
homo-sapiens ...how long will you be ?
Fishes flush out dead within plastic trash,
pouring out of pipes, into the river.
species are killed in million dollar bash,
but their lavish parties, will end never.
This burdened planet will shake us off soon.
Has it not buzzed the atom bomb alarm?
While grandeaur dreams flourish a rich tycoon,
wrapped in polythene, poor Earth on the harm.
Ocean and all air, have crossed danger line,
Yet plastic hearts...celebrate Valentine.
I'll call those I love one day each week,
just because I love to hear them speak.
I will use much less ocean-clogging plastic
as Earth's situation becomes more drastic.
I will help those who can't help themselves
knowing need can't be left upon the shelves.
I'll continue feeding birds, bunnies, squirrels,
and hope next year will bring a better world.
And, a year from now, putting 2022 behind,
I hope I can say, above all else, I was kind.
December 6, 2021
Five New Year's Resolutions Poetry Contest
sponsored by Milton Hankins
Sand cool and gritty underfoot,
Pebbles here and there,
The odd shell peeking out,
The beach can be a wonderful place,
It its treated right.
Buried in the sand are hidden dangers,
Broken glass, plastics and cigarette butts,
Your rubbish you left behind,
Dont you care.
Needles discarded and buried in the sand,
Sand used like a toilet by dogs and humans alike,
Dirty nappies thrown down,
That's dirty,
Dont you care.
Clean up after yourselves,
Dont leave your rubbish behind,
Show you care.
There's plastic in the ocean
Plastic in the sea
There's plastic in the boatyard
Plastic in the bay
There's plastic in the gut of a turtle
Plastic in a mantaray
There's plastic in a gilt-head bream
Plastic in it's prey
There's plastic in a Landfill
Plastic in a seagull
There's plastic in the foodchain
Plastic in our DNA
Plastic
A piece of plastic around world
Gathered in one place by wind and flow
Called ocean
Human knows the danger of plastic
And it takes 20 to 30years to be recycled into dust
The place called ground if it gets full
Now it’s time for ocean to cover up the mass
Pieces of plastic
floats fishes eat the plastic
Mammal like whale suck up plastic with water
Even sea birds are already eaten pieces of plastic
What happen it goes inside of our mouth
Will we get hurt or sick?
Why don’t we think about us
What happens if the mother of earth called ocean ruined
Is it time to think about new solution or recycle?
Eighty-eight pounds of plastic
Have been found inside a whale.
That’s quite a lot despite the fact
Of its enormous scale.
It’s not enough to worry over
Straws we use in drinks,
For what about the other stuff
That’s ocean-tossed and sinks?
Environmental warnings
Do not resonate with most.
For future generations, then,
Some creatures will be toast.
To think of whales’ extinction
Should make all our spirits sag
But especially if caused by
Each discarded plastic bag.
There's an ocean of plastic waste
Which Trump claims just adds to the taste
Marine life is best
When put to the test
Besides who can tell in fish paste?
Splash!
Down for another dive
But wait!
What is this?
No fish?
No turtles?
No sea life?
Just plastics
Plastics and dead coral!
Our oceans destoryed
My lifelong hobby gone.
Sea creatures kept behind glass
where grubby fat hands tap at them
staring with widened gazes
Sadness is not a strong enough word
Not strong enough to describe what we have done.
Protectors of the earth?
More like destroyers of habitats.
Don't let this nightmare become truth.
Out they go, rejected plastic
bags and bottles. Off they float,
dispersed. Where to?
There's no control.
Wind and ocean current swirling,
gathering all those broken
fragments. Human flotsam drawn
together, trafficked at what cost,
deflatable, adrift. Ashore,
caste unwanted.
Are they biodegradable?
What of their diversity?
Can they be reused? Restored?
Evidence of waste upcycled,
more than plastic identity,
or plastic credit.
The refuse refugee - is.
Once I used to see
flowery smiles,
fruitful friendships,
and ocean-deep loving hearts.
Decades after,
now I have no expectations...
I make no inferences
at the plastic faces looking at me;
lip-length hellos accosting me;
and those shallow hearts
spread before me.
Thinking of the changed world
I looked at myself in the mirror
and tried to smile
Nay! No expression!
There, staring at me
a weird plastic face!
Plastic clouds sherbet skies
meeting place of the stones.
You were too hard today
the way you sat there.
so I took a walk across the mind
of silly thoughts and memories.
A slither pinned in medulla,
a pinstriped boy pulled her.
The ocean drowned the Earth
as we watched the little ones
running for the backstage
forgetting all their lines.
I guess the beltway fades
as the cockroaches die.
We are the mind, only one;
a mind to mend the sky
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moon river thins out
crawling on muddy waters
…like black honey thick with phlegm
grandeur of tides breaks
her frail song choking for breath…
sea creatures huff for clear wafts
life is shortened now
bearing trash of man’s neglect…
to nurture pure ocean beds
crests wither with age
a garbage of waves fleeting
… swallowed by lethal plastic
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