Time Pollution Poems

Rivers, where once live thrived
Now drowned in plastic, existence deprived.
Fish, once free, now mere refugees 
Their homes desecrated, turned into time bombs.

The trees are choking...

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Note this poem was written some time ago but I was sick and deleted my site.  I have been patiently reposting my poems since...

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Silent pond water,
A frog springs off a lily,
The ripples recede. 

The passing of time,
A drifting piece of plastic,
They gather many.
The dirty ditch of water,
Ignored by...

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Listen  to her sobs she is crying because of pollution for the damage that is being done. Hundreds of chemicals that human kind release...

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My favored Muse
mysteriously asks
muted
kinda sexist
win/lose 
either/or 
complex bilateral questions.

Oppositional
defiant
nearly despairing quests
exploring why I have yet to find
Faith
Hope
or delightful Joy
as names for a boy

Who might be...

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The cities are all unraveling,
  Dirty air floats in our lungs,
  Broken glass,
  Shattered signs.
  Only hollow buildings,
  Without any...

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No tears, no self-harm
No casting aside of ideals
That World of Magic existed
And was slain before me

Time marches inexorably
And the arms race of tech does so...

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Hello my fellow Earthlings
I hope you're feeling fine
I'd like your full attention
To say what's on my mind

I just want this understood
No matter what it takes
Our...

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Not till the last forest’s flattened on earth, 
The last few drops drip down no more nor leak, 
Till crawling deserts daunt, the lands look...

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I was walking down the neighbourhood,
reminiscing how it all
used to be where we made believe
that we were nymphs in a wood,
except the once moist earth...

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Year 2031 would soon come
To a close. Everyone will be
A little wiser. 
Damian Junior wanted a 
Girlfriend and he was soon to
Be 13. Amadeus and
Desharah...

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The scorching sunbeams
Envelop this atmosphere
In no time, for sure,
As if Nature is about
To blow her bugle of war....

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What can we do to avoid further mess   
as our indulgent ways cause climate stress?
Seems we’ve a problem with our livestock gas, 
the...

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Where will tomorrow take us
Only God alone can tell
A brighter future a cloudless day
Or an earthly living Hell 
How much of its our doing
How much...

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PACHAMAMA                     by Les Pick (Apuchin)...

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