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Climate Change

Thursday 25th July is predicted to be the hottest July day on record here in the UK (https://www.standard.co.uk/news/uk/uk-weather-london-set-to-swelter-in-recordbreaking-heat-up-to-37c-a4195211.html), and yet some people (fortunately a dwindling minority) continue to persist in blindly arguing either that there is no such thing as climate change or, if there is, that we humans have very little (if any impact) on the earth’s climate. Humans patently do have a massive impact on the world’s climate and tackling climate change is humanity’s top priority.

The above article reminded me of my poem “Melting Ice”, which is reproduced below:

“Under the once-solid ice sheet
We Meet
A demon some persist
In maintaining does not exist.
Deep in his throat, he rumbles;
And humanity stumbles
As yet another ice sheet crumbles”.

(“Melting Ice” can be found in “My old Clock I Wind and Other Poems” which is available from Moyhill Publishing http://moyhill.com/clock/, and from Amazon https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0735JBVBG/

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So Many Disdain The Life-Giving Rain

So many disdain
The life-giving rain
And pray
For a sunny day.
But I
On hearing the rain
Pattering on my window pane,
Or, on looking up to the great sky
And feeling purifying water upon my face,
Give thanks for this green place,
And the flowers that in such profusion sprout,
And pray that we can avoid a drought.

Hotter

I sit here
In the autumn of my year
And my voice raise
In praise
Of the god of progress.

They say
That robotic bees
Are on their way
But I know that the seas
Boil
With oil.

The temperature is relatively normal for the time of year
(Although autumn has been unusually hot).
I shall enjoy it while it lasts
For more storm blasts
And weather hot
Are what
Are on the way.

I heard an ostridge say,
With his head in the sand,
“You must understand
That climate change isn’t true,
Those experts are all lieing to you!”.
The weather will grow hotter my ostridge friend
However much you may pretend
That what
Is, is not.

I shall enjoy this autum day
And think on how nature does the forest floor dress
In fallen leaves, and think on progress
But towards what
I know not.
Yet hope is the last thing to die
And I
Have faith that we may overrule
The fool
Who believes not
That the world is getting hot.

Sun

Children play
On another hot day,
Their faces
Carrying traces
Of yet another icecream.

As girls pass by
Displaying sunkissed thigh
And young men dream
But not of icecream
I think on
The tinder dry
Heather
And wonder whether
We are too far gone

The Leaves Are Falling Down By Laura Routh

I enjoyed Laura Routh’s poem “The Leaves Are Falling Down”, https://owlinthewood.com/blog/2018/5/19/first-poem-the-leaves-are-falling-down. For me, the poem isn’t merely about the forest ageing and the coming of Autumn, it also speaks of the harmful effect humans often have on the natural world.

The Gulf Stream

Scientists have stated that further weakening of the Gulf Stream should be avoided at all costs. The weakening of the Gulf Stream could lead to more extreme weather events, including freezing winters (in the UK) and more (and powerful) storms. To read more please visit, https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2018/apr/13/avoid-at-all-costs-gulf-streams-record-weakening-prompts-warnings-global-warming.

The above article reminds me of my poem “Melting Ice”:

“Under the once-solid ice sheet
We meet
A Demon some persist
In maintaining does not exist.
Deep in his throat, he rumbles;
And humanity stumbles
As yet another ice sheet crumbles”.
(“Melting Ice” can be found in “My Old Clock I Wind and Other Poems”, which is available in the Amazon Kindle store https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0735JBVBG).