The Environment

Blake's Tiger Revisited

tiger

Tiger, tiger, dying out
Shrinking forests no redoubt
Tell the world to stop and see
Its game, its dismal tyranny

In what cruel economy
Agriculture cuts the tree?
Starving our elusive cat
Bulldozing its habitat?

In what fell society
Rising warmness swells the sea?
Drowns the mangroves, floods the land
Whose the profit, whose the hand?

Video: Raging

Bushfire Australia

'ScoMo Must Go!' chants demand the end of Scott Morrison's tenure as Australian Prime Minister. But Janine's poem argues that it is not just ScoMo who must go, but "Every climate change denier, Neoliberal vote for hire ...".

Raging

Bushfire Australia

"I believe in a fair go
for those who have a go ...
If you're having a go
you'll get a go."
Scott Morrison, Prime Minister of Australia, 2019

Everyone must surely know
That Sco- Mo- must- go!
Liberals reap what Liberals sow
Sco- Mo- must- go!
The winds of change will surely blow
Sco- Mo- must- go!

But so must ...

Planet Pantoum

Extinction Rebellion

Bring the cities to a standstill
We have to save the planet
Put apathy in landfill
Take fracking back and ban it

We have to save the planet
Speak urgently and clear
Take fracking back and ban it
Disarm the profiteers

Speak urgently and clear
For carbon-burn reduction
Disarm the profiteers
Let people run production

Thoughts and Prayers

Thoughts and Prayers

Racist terror
thoughts and prayers
Coffin bearer
thoughts and prayers
Crossing, drowning
thoughts and prayers
Solemn, frowning
thoughts and prayers

Thoughts and prayers
and sad reactions
Thoughts and prayers
but rarely actions

The Coral's Grief

The warming of oceans by greenhouse gases emitted by human activity has caused large-scale death of coral reefs. A hat tip to Dylan Thomas' 'Do Not Go Gentle Into That Dark Night', as I nicked his villanelle refrain.

Do not concede the gentle coral's grief
Attend the lessons nature has to teach
Rage, rage against the dying of the reef

Great oceans flow too warm and not too brief
So polyps spit out algae, turn to bleach
And gentle corals fade to death-white grief

Sandbags and Gladrags

These are the banks that need to be propped up
These the square miles that could do with some bailing out
This is the high street where floating stocks are mopped up
Defences that fail when they're cut and left flailing about
Those on the ground floor as always will suffer the worst
While one level up they look downwards in trepidation
But those in the penthouse were safe when the banks were burst

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