Poetry Blogs (climate change)
Had proven science fact
Much stranger than fiction:
Vivid orange night
Bright turquoise morning.
Sunlight was postponed.
Normalcy took a holiday.
Five chickens, two goats,
Didn't know what was going on
With their immediate surroundings.
Neither did that lone bird in flight....
Tuesday 22nd September 2020 7:47 pm
Heatwaves radiating across the country,
common occurrences every summer
now occurring every season.
Summer stretches long into Fall,
makes a cameo during Winter
And begins earlier every Spring.
It’s a heatwave, they say.
No, it’s global warming.
No, it’s now called climate change, haven’t you heard?
No, that’s all fake news.
It’s only a heatwave, you see....
Friday 21st August 2020 4:46 pm
As originally published with Clay Literary's Raven: https://www.clayliterary.com/post/design-a-stunning-blog
‘Neath the blistering heat, California poppies cast
themselves to the hillside sun as wayward children
start to lose their breath, as you now fight for yours,
running to chase the summer blues away.
The young and old all begin to fail; heatwaves
take the lun...
Thursday 20th August 2020 7:50 pm
Is it the job of a poet to comment on current affairs? Are we political? Are some issues facing us beyond the political? Just some of the issues facing poets in a world which is bufftted by crises and facing immense challenges.
Simon Armitage laid down the gauntlet on the climate emergency, effectively saying that it imbued everything we see or do, and MVP responded by dedicating our 2020 anth...
Wednesday 8th July 2020 5:41 pm
The Climate is changing, affecting the whole world,
affecting every living thing on the Earth,
with very many losers, most of whom will be
unrealised, unrecognised and uncounted.
Climate stats start with the number of people who
are impacted – nations displaced, islands gone, plains
flooded, livelihoods destroyed and peoples distraught
and we hear of folk’s plight weekly,...
Thursday 23rd January 2020 4:51 pm
Autumn arrives at last, unseasonably late.
Frustrated at being forced to wait,
she makes her displeasure known
in a sudden, howling rainstorm that threatens more
than the dying leaves that are her due.
But she finds herself part-thwarted in her mission.
Others have shown their anger before:
the best plum tree felled by the surprise late snow of April;
the elderberries ...
Tuesday 8th October 2019 11:53 am
Earth as our landlord
A notice was given
Eviction is imminent
Saturday 7th September 2019 10:18 am
How sadly it's come to this:
of our egos' mad desires.
Now all this nightmare requires
of us to finalise
matters is to analyse
our crude methodology
and, sans apology
give the Earth one last, good kick -
yes, that ought to do the trick -
then drink to its poor health.
We've raped it of all its wealth,
we've torn it and tortured...
Thursday 6th June 2019 7:46 am
Epidemiologists and public health ethicists have been grappling for some time with the near certainly of widespread disease pandemics resulting from climate change. Changes in non-human animal migration and human migration will bring extant pathogens to new populations as warming releases long dormant pathogens on the world once again. Large swaths of the population could be wiped out in an incred...
Tuesday 7th May 2019 1:55 pm
Before the reckoning,
The water was like glass.
We would glide
Across the surface,
Staring into the deep
As naïve as a recently
Never knowing what
Mutation might bring.
Saturday 4th May 2019 3:02 am
Building a civilization
is a lot like baking a loaf of bread:
All you need are the right ingredients,
a little know-how,
and an oven.
Friday 30th November 2018 3:06 pm
Every single day I get a torrent in my inbox:
online communities that crave my support
with a signature, a letter, a donation to unlock
a Saudi prison cell; save turtles; alert
a smug politician to the suffering of the needy;
grant safe asylum to desperate refugees;
liberate wealth from the clutches of the greedy;
or restrict global warming to one point five degrees.
Thursday 18th October 2018 1:28 pm
Goodbye to the common land.
Goodbye to our pensions.
Goodbye to free school milk,
and goodbye to fair rent.
Goodbye to a job for life.
Don’t expect a contract.
Farewell to the greengrocer,
selling fruit in paper bags.
Farewell to the council house.
They’re selling off allotments.
The end of days for the bursary.
No more pow...
Friday 7th September 2018 4:53 pm
Wake me up when the storm has passed
And the ravens have left the tower
Wake me up when the war machine
Has finally run out of power
Wake me up when the bigots
Have finally opened their eyes
And all of the presidents have given up telling lies
Wake me up when the tables have turned
And lessons have been learned
Wake me up when the big game hunters
Have finally paid for their crime
Thursday 24th May 2018 7:49 pm
Last night was more than anyone could bear.
Last night they plunged a dagger into Yorkshire,
approving plans to poison land, to fracture
the ground beneath our feet, to choke the air.
Four thousand people sent in their objections.
A hundred speakers warned what could occur.
But seven County Councillors didn't care
and kicked North Yorkshire in the wrong direction:
a course that leads ...
Tuesday 24th May 2016 1:23 pm
From the North Sea, wild and grey
the horde bore down on Scarborough Bay.
I overheard one of them say
"We're following the money."
Like a Viking raiding force
they'd moved their enterprise onshore
to probe beneath the Yorkshire moors
for oil and gas and money.
A mighty fleet of high power cars
overran the Scarborough Spa.
I heard them, wassailing at the bar
thirsty for the money.
Sunday 15th May 2016 6:33 pm
Stuff yourselves you rakish apes, carousing,
smashed on greenhouse gases, with your gross
physiques ensconced on barstools turned from trees
that we’d depended on for shade and browsing.
You looked on us as merchandise. A horn.
Mindless hulks. You gunned us down, despising
I rhinos for existing whilst espousing
reverence for the fabled unicorn.
Mince us up! We’d make your quart...
Tuesday 15th December 2015 3:29 pm
There’s gift-stalls galore outside the wild and hilly
Monteverde Forest. I buy a saffron
amphibian, sculpted in glass, from the guy that crafts them.
“What species is it?” I ask. His smile goes chilly.
“Is Golden Toad. He no more around.”
He knew them as a boy and recounts the thrilling
jackpot glitter of frogs in the fern-leaf frilly
puddles of April that made their spawning ...
Tuesday 8th December 2015 1:00 pm
FINAL DAYS! TOTAL CLEARANCE!!
The END OF HISTORY SALE is Now On!!!
Buy this planet! *slightly damaged
When it’s gone it’s gone.
It’s a massive, one-off sale sensation.
Conservation? Don’t be conned!
We’ve got the whole world for exploitation!
When it’s gone it’s gone.
Buy this beautiful hardwood foot-rest!
Timber sourced from the Amazon:
the world’s grea...
Saturday 5th December 2015 8:27 pm
I’m looking for a holiday.
I’m surfing on the internet.
I want a little getaway,
a place I haven’t been yet.
I hit on this site
-‘s got lovely colour photos,
the prices are all right,
there’s lotsa countries you can go.
It’s called: Culturerelaxationandadventurepackageworld.com. Culturerelaxationandadventurepackageworld.com
That’s C-R-A-P-World dot com.
CRAP WORLD! CR...
Tuesday 24th November 2015 12:56 pm
Chipper people, old and young,
making the most of the evening sun,
sucking death into their lungs
beneath a high street awning:
Formerly sociable, carousers and clubbers
but outcast now, they croon one another
with raucous gurgles of bronchial slobber
and carcinomas forming.
A message made to catch the eye
is emblazoned on the packet’s side:
“Cigarettes gonna make you die!”
Saturday 21st November 2015 10:49 am
North Yorkshire was a green and pleasant county
with rolling hills and cricket on the green,
and tourists by the score
would come to see the moors,
historic sites and charming rural scenes.
And when they'd had their fill of nature's bounty
they'd spend their cash at tearooms and hotels.
But then some gas was found
two miles beneath the ground;
now Yorkshire has become a
Thursday 19th November 2015 12:58 pm
Speak The Unspeakable
Hi, I'm called Tim.
I’m writing this today
to make you all uncomfortable,
to rock your peace of mind.
I'm here to shock you,
here to mock your carbon hungry ways.
Expect no civil platitudes,
no reassuring lies.
I'm here to whack your attitudes,
dynamite your lassitude.
At times I'll be a little rude
- it's all for your own good!...
Monday 16th November 2015 9:56 pm
Claim yourself to be a fount of knowledge.
Claim that every scientist's a liar.
If you've done a course at any college
you can be a certified denier.
Gather up those inconvenient facts
and twist them like they're bendy bits of wire.
Disseminating data needs great tact
but any fool can thrive as a denier.
Lobby for a mega corporation
to push emission targets ever higher.
Easy work, ...
Tuesday 20th October 2015 3:59 pm
At one degree the western plains
of the US will be starved of rain,
Bankrupted farmers will pack up and flee
as desert restakes its claim.
There'll be no ice cap on the Arctic,
we'll lose the rivers of Kilimanjaro,
and frost that keeps the Alps secure
won't do it any more.
The Barrier Reef will bleach and die,
mountain animals will reach the sky
chasing the cool, and those that can't f...
Saturday 17th October 2015 1:30 pm
Is It Warm In Here?
Is it warm in here, or is it me?
I used to live inland
and couldn’t see the sea,
now the salty brine
is up above my knees.
Is it warm in here, or is it me?
Is it warm in here, or is it you?
Polar bears are sunbathing.
Penguins don’t know what to do
because all the ice has gone
along with the igloos.
is it warm in here, or is it you?
Is it warm in here, or is ...
Tuesday 17th February 2015 6:12 pm
I got an email today from a coral
wanting to know why I don't have a car
I replied it is none of your business
blooming nosy crustacean
but corals aren't the type to let things lie
three phone calls, two texts
and registered delivered letter
I received a cheque from his mates
on the barrier reef
so I can buy an SUV
but I'm not that sort of bloke
I sponsored a rhino inste...
Sunday 30th March 2014 2:11 pm
photo credit Rush Merchant III
It’s too delicate to express
Without risking failure
Danger of going too far
Pulses in my chest like fright
Pathos of saying nothing
Procrastinating indicates how little
I push forward anyway
Damming a river
Like a core of engineers
This river has flooded before
Wednesday 14th December 2011 4:54 pm