Hope Warming Poems

My first enemy was one I should have loved
He claimed that he loved me but I suppose not enough
He carved the gaps in all my...

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Arctic ice packs are essential to the polar 
bear, providing a platform on which to hunt seals.
Climate change is impacting their environment,
disrupting their ability to...

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Too much change, everything’s different,
How do we live here in the present?
Hot air rushing in our lungs like a vent,
Contagious fires, bright and fluorescent.

Dry cracked...

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Decade ago, the world laughed,
at the hole in the ozone layer,
the global warming was a joke,
the scientists got ridiculed.

Now a decade later, the ground hog...

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Overly familiar with her defiance
patterns of fetal alcohol confusion,
neuro-systemic habits of resistance,

I, the consummate ecofeminist,
was sure my daughter felt
I was shutting wounded Ivy out
when she...

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Global  Warming***

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In the future, surviving
Generations will pray…
From the cosmic heavens
The blue beauty,
Third from...

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These are prophetic poems and apocalyptic poems ...






Beast 666
by Michael R. Burch

“... what rough beast ... slouches toward Bethlehem to be born?”?W. B. Yeats

Brutality is...

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Spring
vibrant, lively
gracing, praying, gratifying
flowers, sunshine, leaves, legends
gentling, kissing, breathing
crisp, faithful
Autumn







Spring or Summer Diamante Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger 
April 25, 2021
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polar ice caps melt
sun scorches earth to fine dust
wind removes all hope
millions of tears won't grow crops
bountiful harvest of death...

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With a season such as this
A time when farmers stammer
And nomads mumble and stumble
In this season
None smiles with the heart
Gossipers ashamed and harassed
Of their own...

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Heroine flowing in like a landslide
While the rhetoric flows fantastic. 

A garbage dump grows wide on the roadside
But thank my God my straw isn’t plastic....

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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...

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It's December 3rd and 50 degrees
What's wrong with this picture I ask
Usually a land of ice and snow
But here in the sunshine we bask

The world...

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