Short Global Warming Poems
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Climate
Global warming
Changing weather patterns
Contemporary danger to humanity
Weather
Written August 7, 2022
Global warming caused my cancer;
Here I thought my lack of shirts.
Carbon footprint’s karmic answer:
Carcinoma, just desserts.
Plugged into nature
The trees. They know what’s coming.
They’ve been here before
Feeling the mother prepare.
Enveloping. Nurturing.
I'm fatty
I'm perspiring
A newborn child
crying and perspiring
It's for global warming!
-Wednesday, May 29, 2019 Chattogram
Global warming steams at full speed -
Bikini line seems to recede,
The trendy touch speaks
Volumes of bare cheeks -
The climate gets hotter indeed!
Scientists cry about global warming
natural disasters a sign of climate change.
Do they forget about the Ice age?
The world has been melting since then!
If seeing is believing
then determining global warming
over the last umpteen years
is a simple matter of
viewing temperature records
~ isn't it?
Global warming earth’s happiness doth kill.
Deforestation strips Mother Earth’s skill.
Virus surrounds us
Hatred astounds us
Overpopulation, everyone’s ill.
water douse earth life
melting ice push penguins end
shake from head to tail
3/5/2018
Global warming;
Melting ice could push penguins to extinction
Trees are sighing
Cascading spent leaves
Dead or dying
Gentle on the breeze
The sun's warm rays
Will soonest disappear
But, do not worry
It happens, but
Once a year
flames consume the world
the world’s life is extinguished
apathy rains down
Date: 1/30/2022
Contest: H Forms - Traditional Nature Haiku Poetry Contest
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We're approaching
the middle of Autumn,
And the trees
are still covered in leaves.
I'm starting to believe
in global warming.
For in London
it's still seventy degrees.
Jan's Vicar loves raspberry art*
As much as an hot apple tart
But Jan is the judge
So give her a nudge
When the horse blows before the cart!
*aka Flatulence staccato
Storming and Global Warning
Outside see it had started storming,
And was caused by global warming;
Strange felt,
And artic melt,
So I should send you this warning.
Jim Horn
The middle of summer, cooler than usual
It's global warming, but sure ain't provable
No 90s yet
Not likely I'll bet
Methinks these forecasters are quite delusional
carbon dioxide
methane
political hot air
Greta alert
David alert
parochial apathy
fossil fuel
Indian blockade
dinosaurs cop out
16 November 2021
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Winter this year arrived way too soon
Global warming has grabbed us by the prunes
Predicting the future
We rely on computers
But can't solve all of our problems I assume
Be A Warning
Had a hurricane and it started storming,
And all was the result of global warming;
Were annoyed;
Buildings destroyed;
So to you this should be a big warning.
Jim Horn
"There's no such thing as 'Global Warming'"
- That "hypothesis" my skeptic friends ignore.
Yet to all those with objections forming,
I suggest you check the price of maple syrup at your store!
Climate warming is bunkum some say.
But I wonder what happened one day,
when a stark naked horde
swam and splashed in a fjord
in mid-winter in balmy Norway.
Our favourite restaurant on Sunday mornings
Serves crepes to die for but they come with a warning
Calories galore
And dollars for sure
That aside, Trump says there's NO global warming
sneezing flowers spread
the sperm of colours
carnivorous plants
trapping prey
green swamps polluted
global warming eleph-
ants in circus cane-
d stands on one hin-
d leg
we watch clappin-
g like jokers
Form:
We live in a society
Where people will take a picture
Of a beautiful meal before its gone,
But turn a blind eye
To the destruction of
the planet it came from.
Kale Brereton
Sept 9/9/18
Trump Small Hands and Gloves
Trump has small hands that he loves
If were mine I would wear gloves
While calling spade another spade
Global warming won't see much shade
Did die off all the ducks and doves.
Jim Horn
It scorched the land and burns the tongue,
Our undoing,
An apocalypse
Made by us.
The plants wilt as we all suffer,
The planet’s cracked down to the core.
There is no hope of turning back,
As the gas slowly kills us all.