Poem on Environment
#environment
Poems on environment and environmental issues. Poetry about our natural world, the earth and all living things. Poems about the environment includes poetry on climate change and global warming.
Ahavati
Poem Published
14th Jul 2019 10:01pm
14th Jul 2019 10:01pm
The Wor(l)d
Visual The Wor(l)d
#hope
#environment
#pollution #evolution
#pollution #evolution
55 reads
10 Comments
Catman555
Poem Published
11th Jul 2019 11:34am
11th Jul 2019 11:34am
Photographic Portrait IIII
A view of the hill in the distance
Looking southward
And the clear blue heaven above
With only a few white streaks
Camera is ready
On a tripod
About to capture
A portrait
Buzzing of flies
Of bees
Of wasps
And of dragonflies
Croaking call of frogs
Chirping tunes of birds
Howling echoes of wolves
Cheerful laughter of girls
Not a movement of wind
Not a sound of vehicles
Only animals and humans
Only flowers and trees
Only fields and mountains
Looking southward
And the clear blue heaven above
With only a few white streaks
Camera is ready
On a tripod
About to capture
A portrait
Buzzing of flies
Of bees
Of wasps
And of dragonflies
Croaking call of frogs
Chirping tunes of birds
Howling echoes of wolves
Cheerful laughter of girls
Not a movement of wind
Not a sound of vehicles
Only animals and humans
Only flowers and trees
Only fields and mountains
#flowers
#environment
#animals
#nature
#mountains
17 reads
0 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
6th Jul 2019 6:06am
6th Jul 2019 6:06am
Planetary Ecstasy
speed into new dreams
planetary ecstasy
beats global warming
planetary ecstasy
beats global warming
#inspirational
#earth
#environment
#pollution
#haiku
24 reads
1 Comment
Neoma
Somebody
Somebody
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2019 3:40am
3rd Jul 2019 3:40am
out for the territory
Our children are sweeping up sand from the floor of the lamp that is our earth
growing catch as catch can while raking leaves from the beach into our weedy meadows
coming and going like a foreign language where there is no one who cannot keep their own mind
preaching the choir before every performance while crossing in through every door of this village crossing bridge after bridge just
admiring the watermark tracery, feline veins marking the throats already of all those marked down by us...
growing catch as catch can while raking leaves from the beach into our weedy meadows
coming and going like a foreign language where there is no one who cannot keep their own mind
preaching the choir before every performance while crossing in through every door of this village crossing bridge after bridge just
admiring the watermark tracery, feline veins marking the throats already of all those marked down by us...
#environment
29 reads
5 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Jun 2019 8:08am
29th Jun 2019 8:08am
Ode to Boobies
Oh you majestic bird of the high seas,
I’d never heard of you until this documentary,
I perked up when the narrator said “boobies”,
So an ode is owed to your plight and victory.
Dear booby, though you and I may never meet,
Your flight is something to be admired,
When you dive into the waters in a great fleet,
It’s a mesmerizing scene that left me inspired.
Your species depend on clean efficient oceans,
We have to change our ways so you can thrive,
Mankind must understand and make a motion,
To guard the ecosystem and all its wild life. ...
I’d never heard of you until this documentary,
I perked up when the narrator said “boobies”,
So an ode is owed to your plight and victory.
Dear booby, though you and I may never meet,
Your flight is something to be admired,
When you dive into the waters in a great fleet,
It’s a mesmerizing scene that left me inspired.
Your species depend on clean efficient oceans,
We have to change our ways so you can thrive,
Mankind must understand and make a motion,
To guard the ecosystem and all its wild life. ...
#earth
#environment
#animals
62 reads
5 Comments
MJ-SWIM
M.J S.W.I.M
M.J S.W.I.M
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 9:23am
22nd Jun 2019 9:23am
Dead in twenty-one centuries.
#environment
27 reads
1 Comment
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
20th Jun 2019 2:30am
20th Jun 2019 2:30am
In Alleys Choked and Stained with Taco Trucks – Sonnet Forty-Eight
In alleys choked and stained with taco trucks
And midnights glazed in corduroying runs
In west side bars burned clean in nips and tucks.
Extend from Venice Beach to Huntington.
Saint Monica remains in L.A's fire,
That flares the night in ever spreading heat,
That wavers in the weight of one desire,
That finds its heart in highway's every beat.
How tarnished love in every vanquished line,
In every shot from pan to selfie's twist,
How much they leave in every tear's define,
That streaks mascara's blur with wants' resist.
...
And midnights glazed in corduroying runs
In west side bars burned clean in nips and tucks.
Extend from Venice Beach to Huntington.
Saint Monica remains in L.A's fire,
That flares the night in ever spreading heat,
That wavers in the weight of one desire,
That finds its heart in highway's every beat.
How tarnished love in every vanquished line,
In every shot from pan to selfie's twist,
How much they leave in every tear's define,
That streaks mascara's blur with wants' resist.
...
#environment
#night
#sonnet
40 reads
3 Comments
T_V_Walker
Poem Published
19th Jun 2019 12:48pm
19th Jun 2019 12:48pm
It was too easy to cut down those Oak trees
The sound of the birds was muffled by the sound of the hydraulic digger, it scraped the nature reserve into a raw pile of death. Later that morning a team of goblins in high viz jackets came to cut down the oak trees, as if they were nothing more than dandelions on a patio. It didn't take much to convince these creatures to cut the oaks down, they did it for triple minimum wage, they didn't think about anything other than their hourly rates, their houses and cars, and their wives expenses. Maybe they had children, but sad as it sounds, their children would grow to be as oblivious as they were...
#forest
#trees
#environment
#nature
#despair
30 reads
4 Comments
Juliette1215
Poem Published
19th Jun 2019 2:09am
19th Jun 2019 2:09am
Unfamiliar
Sensing change
In familiar enviornments
Are quite unpleasant
The comforting scent no long lingers
Around
Anymore
The calming atmosphere has evolved
Into one you don't recognize
One
You're not fond of
An empty shell
Stripped of its identity
A husk
No one wants to visit
Not even you.
In familiar enviornments
Are quite unpleasant
The comforting scent no long lingers
Around
Anymore
The calming atmosphere has evolved
Into one you don't recognize
One
You're not fond of
An empty shell
Stripped of its identity
A husk
No one wants to visit
Not even you.
#family
#environment
#memories
40 reads
2 Comments
MDT
Poem Published
17th Jun 2019 6:32am
17th Jun 2019 6:32am
Particles
Dust Particles fall
to lay on skin,
Skin, the gift of ancestral kin
evokes reminiscence of what was,
what is, will never be
Water nourishes
these carbon-based shells
holding our bright souls
now dun, for soon,
rivers run
dry
while poisons
fill
crippled
lungs
as we wither,
crumble and dispose
as dust
blown
into the storm.
to lay on skin,
Skin, the gift of ancestral kin
evokes reminiscence of what was,
what is, will never be
Water nourishes
these carbon-based shells
holding our bright souls
now dun, for soon,
rivers run
dry
while poisons
fill
crippled
lungs
as we wither,
crumble and dispose
as dust
blown
into the storm.
#earth
#environment
#pollution
28 reads
0 Comments
PoetryRain
Poem Published
15th Jun 2019 00:09am
15th Jun 2019 00:09am
Save Our Mother Earth
Sweet Mother Earth, who gives us the life
Why do we hurt you so?
You give us beauty with such grace,
Yet we throw trash upon your face.
We pollute your waters and kill your trees
Without giving it a thought.
We poison the air and destroy your shield,
Soon, you will have no more to yield.
Don’t we know that this is our home
That we so thoughtlessly kill?
God, open our eyes that we may see
What we do now, is what will be.
My heart aches so to watch you dying
By our very own hands.
Fellow sons and daughters...
Why do we hurt you so?
You give us beauty with such grace,
Yet we throw trash upon your face.
We pollute your waters and kill your trees
Without giving it a thought.
We poison the air and destroy your shield,
Soon, you will have no more to yield.
Don’t we know that this is our home
That we so thoughtlessly kill?
God, open our eyes that we may see
What we do now, is what will be.
My heart aches so to watch you dying
By our very own hands.
Fellow sons and daughters...
#environment
#pollution
#nature
#TruthOfLife
#suffering
38 reads
4 Comments
ClearmindedVillain
Poem Published
14th Jun 2019 5:55pm
14th Jun 2019 5:55pm
Sand In The Summer Of 19
You know you’re capable of being beautiful.
Your own anticipation of how you feel completely embracing the beach sand.
A picture says a lot about how good you were feeling that day.
Queen of the selfies you look gorgeous there laying down.
Long weeks at your job make this day better.
Strolling for a time that seemed to last forever.
Your feet burned from the heat of the beaches sand.
Feelings were numb anyway from the drink in your hand.
Laughter consumed your whole soul.
This is what friends are for.
In good company you were with them. ...
Your own anticipation of how you feel completely embracing the beach sand.
A picture says a lot about how good you were feeling that day.
Queen of the selfies you look gorgeous there laying down.
Long weeks at your job make this day better.
Strolling for a time that seemed to last forever.
Your feet burned from the heat of the beaches sand.
Feelings were numb anyway from the drink in your hand.
Laughter consumed your whole soul.
This is what friends are for.
In good company you were with them. ...
#happiness
#environment
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