Category Archives: Green Poetry

Humanity can go to Hell

Posted on January 5, 2020 by

So many worlds now linger awaiting the licking finger. The doom and death of fire; my land’s a funeral pyre. So many refused to hear the call of Gaia – faint but clear. Now She shakes away her pain caused … Continue reading →

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Gaia’s Gown

Posted on October 12, 2019 by

When motivation falls so low you’ve lost the rhythm of life’s flow. Nothing in life seems quite worthwhile when every look’s one more fake smile, your brain’s inspired but not your heart, there is no beauty in life’s art, you … Continue reading →

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The Flow

Posted on August 4, 2019 by

I have a heart, it’s where I keep The chest from which all wonders leap. To keep it safe I set it free; Just the way hearts ought to be. I know it’s tangled up at times (and makes up … Continue reading →

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To the 1%ers

Posted on August 4, 2019 by

Wars once fought for freedom are now for profits gain; there’s money to be made out there, if you can take the pain. We kill and rape and plunder just for some bottom line; destroying cultures in our wake is … Continue reading →

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Victory is near

Posted on July 25, 2019 by

Victory is near – we cannot win; the final campaign will soon begin. Losing is the reality of this war for any who cares about the score. A battle that’s worth the final cost is the battle that can’t be … Continue reading →

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Climate Catastrophe

Posted on July 12, 2019 by

I read reports, I see what’s there; the human race just doesn’t care. I know we’re fucked; impending doom is written clear in so much gloom, so to battle on against the foe is the only place that’s left to … Continue reading →

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Tinkering

Posted on July 7, 2019 by

Tinkering at the edges of a planet doomed to die; deciding that it’s all too hard – so just why should we try. I watch another ‘Movement’ (a thing oft of the bowels) rising to the greatest heights – “There … Continue reading →

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