Poems About Pollution Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about pollution seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Abracadabra
Poem Published
16th Jul 2023 7:41am
16th Jul 2023 7:41am
Guilty
Wheeling above
a lone gull cries
as a killer's reflection
stares back
from the rockpool at my feet
There is no life
only jagged grey plastic
with grubby green stubble
washed and unwashed
by each stinking tide
I barely recognise
the boy in short trousers
who caught blennies
and gobies here
kept crabs in a bucket
rushing to Mum
with a five pointed star
Only the rocks look the same
crouched sterner than naked time
pouring scorn on our madness
while the wind screams murder
into my eyes
a lone gull cries
as a killer's reflection
stares back
from the rockpool at my feet
There is no life
only jagged grey plastic
with grubby green stubble
washed and unwashed
by each stinking tide
I barely recognise
the boy in short trousers
who caught blennies
and gobies here
kept crabs in a bucket
rushing to Mum
with a five pointed star
Only the rocks look the same
crouched sterner than naked time
pouring scorn on our madness
while the wind screams murder
into my eyes
#environment
#pollution
209 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2023 9:19am
3rd Jun 2023 9:19am
The Republican;
Here we understood to be a soul
Who long ago gave a damn for justice,
But craved much more power and control
Than the Roman emperor Augustus!
So much it meant for him to be the boss
That no other determinant mattered.
And so with time, and the Christian cross,
They made all ethics brutally scattered.
Yet still they claimed the high ground moral,
Represented by president Trump,
Who's as deadly blanched as pacific coral,
Soaking, in a petrochemical dump.
And if you think that there's a future...
Who long ago gave a damn for justice,
But craved much more power and control
Than the Roman emperor Augustus!
So much it meant for him to be the boss
That no other determinant mattered.
And so with time, and the Christian cross,
They made all ethics brutally scattered.
Yet still they claimed the high ground moral,
Represented by president Trump,
Who's as deadly blanched as pacific coral,
Soaking, in a petrochemical dump.
And if you think that there's a future...
#politics
#pollution
287 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th May 2023 11:09pm
9th May 2023 11:09pm
Treason of Speech
We are jacks of the sabotage trade
Who can't help but to destructively test
All that nature has lovingly made
Including the gift of language addressed
Toward all the things for granted we took
Like worthy schools of untainted thought
Paid forward with a sustainable book
Where ancient nuance was quickly forgot
Or banned by factions of malice and greed
Fostering stupid like it was a crop
That every ape didn't know it would need
Until encouraged to needlessly shop
The sick ideation markets of gain...
Not giving a damn for personal...
Who can't help but to destructively test
All that nature has lovingly made
Including the gift of language addressed
Toward all the things for granted we took
Like worthy schools of untainted thought
Paid forward with a sustainable book
Where ancient nuance was quickly forgot
Or banned by factions of malice and greed
Fostering stupid like it was a crop
That every ape didn't know it would need
Until encouraged to needlessly shop
The sick ideation markets of gain...
Not giving a damn for personal...
#corruption
#politics
#pollution
#ignorance
#deception
258 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th May 2023 8:49pm
5th May 2023 8:49pm
Prognostication
Guns and money have much evil to share
As enablers of a loveless bearing
And both betray the way they do not care
About how well we humans are faring,
In our short time above the soil,
Which we devote to the broadcast squabble
Of blighting well water for more oil
To grease us from birth to final hobble.
Spinning along, The Earth will not complain,
But pass along bad choice cost instead
Until everybody feels her pain
As premonition for what lies ahead;
Global glories in ruin and ash
As we would not forego the bombs...
As enablers of a loveless bearing
And both betray the way they do not care
About how well we humans are faring,
In our short time above the soil,
Which we devote to the broadcast squabble
Of blighting well water for more oil
To grease us from birth to final hobble.
Spinning along, The Earth will not complain,
But pass along bad choice cost instead
Until everybody feels her pain
As premonition for what lies ahead;
Global glories in ruin and ash
As we would not forego the bombs...
#war
#pollution
#ignorance
289 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th Feb 2023 7:09pm
9th Feb 2023 7:09pm
Anthropocene
When all that's done with voracious troops
Is to guard invisible borders
And blindly follow evil orders
From a minority of bourgeois dupes
We add useless lines to a map
Whose topography doesn't care
Any more than the boundless air
Flowing in and out of every chap.
So let's get those chaps to go to work
To clean the plastic from the sea
And replant every burned out tree
Burned by another careless jerk.
No doubt as careless as those who sell
Crude oil pumped from...
Is to guard invisible borders
And blindly follow evil orders
From a minority of bourgeois dupes
We add useless lines to a map
Whose topography doesn't care
Any more than the boundless air
Flowing in and out of every chap.
So let's get those chaps to go to work
To clean the plastic from the sea
And replant every burned out tree
Burned by another careless jerk.
No doubt as careless as those who sell
Crude oil pumped from...
#politics
#pollution
175 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Feb 2023 11:29am
5th Feb 2023 11:29am
World Orders Anew
Age will coax men toward humility
They ought to have considered all along
And that New Sermon Mount proclivity
Was a too fresh notion for heads too strong.
Fast forward to editor Jefferson
Who recomposed that testament again,
Minus the zombie resurrection son,
Hoaxing some absurdly spiritual men.
But ladies as well just can't get their fill
Of "He is risen" as the type of phrase
That smacks of the gooey load that they spill
After idle Priapic worship and praise.
Time will tell regarding heaven and hell
But let...
They ought to have considered all along
And that New Sermon Mount proclivity
Was a too fresh notion for heads too strong.
Fast forward to editor Jefferson
Who recomposed that testament again,
Minus the zombie resurrection son,
Hoaxing some absurdly spiritual men.
But ladies as well just can't get their fill
Of "He is risen" as the type of phrase
That smacks of the gooey load that they spill
After idle Priapic worship and praise.
Time will tell regarding heaven and hell
But let...
#technology
#pollution
#CallToAction
#consumerism
#HumanRights
227 reads
15 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
10th Jan 2023 11:49am
10th Jan 2023 11:49am
Mnemosyne!
It's true!
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
Man has a whispering spirit!
It comes sneaking in on every breath
Where the trachea will steer it
In and out until our death.
But it's only something that we borrow
Each and every temporary day
To get us to our sacred tomorrow
That we can't get to any other way.
And so there is a magic in the air
That comes down to us from the sky;
A magic with which we must take care,
Since no concept would ever clarify
Without tons of phytoplanktonic aid...
From the seven seas big...
#science
#environment
#pollution #LifeCycle
#pollution #LifeCycle
302 reads
5 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
8th Jan 2023 1:09am
8th Jan 2023 1:09am
Book Bans
If there is a god, its name is process.
Even ideation will need supplies
And all of this troubles those who obsess
Far too much about providential eyes.
The meaning is clear. Students need breakfast
And they need lunch and dinner and dessert
If we expect the scholarship to last
Or skill sets to remain fresh and alert...
And that is why the Sergeants of supply
Are more important than the oligarchs
Promoting policy which will deny
School libraries shelving Karl Marx,
Who understood the ways of modern man
Are...
Even ideation will need supplies
And all of this troubles those who obsess
Far too much about providential eyes.
The meaning is clear. Students need breakfast
And they need lunch and dinner and dessert
If we expect the scholarship to last
Or skill sets to remain fresh and alert...
And that is why the Sergeants of supply
Are more important than the oligarchs
Promoting policy which will deny
School libraries shelving Karl Marx,
Who understood the ways of modern man
Are...
#politics
#pollution
#homelessness
#HumanRights
#inequality
395 reads
2 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
25th Dec 2022 5:22pm
25th Dec 2022 5:22pm
The Earth Speaks with Anger
I am Earth; I am a life form that can live forever.
My formation is a spectacle to behold.
I am the most beautiful planet in the constellation.
From my soil, humans were taken.
And to my soil, they will certainly return.
Mortal beings have a short lifespan.
I keep all creatures alive for a limited time.
Mankind is an undesirable being.
I regret that man was made out of my resources.
Foolish humans have polluted my atmosphere.
I can hardly protect myself from the sun.
They have spoiled my beauty with deforestation.
My pure water...
My formation is a spectacle to behold.
I am the most beautiful planet in the constellation.
From my soil, humans were taken.
And to my soil, they will certainly return.
Mortal beings have a short lifespan.
I keep all creatures alive for a limited time.
Mankind is an undesirable being.
I regret that man was made out of my resources.
Foolish humans have polluted my atmosphere.
I can hardly protect myself from the sun.
They have spoiled my beauty with deforestation.
My pure water...
#beauty
#death
#earth
#pollution
#humankind
311 reads
0 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
12th Oct 2022 10:49pm
12th Oct 2022 10:49pm
What Is The Wisdom Of Mankind?
A wise person does not destroy his or her only home.
Wise people do not deliberately pollute the earth.
Wise people do not build weapons of mass destruction.
A wise person does not become a police officer or a soldier.
Wise people do not fight and kill one another.
Wise people do not let anybody use them like puppets.
A wise person does not run for satanic political office.
Wise people do not worship lifeless national flags.
Wise people do not empower others to control them.
A wise person does not go against the law of...
Wise people do not deliberately pollute the earth.
Wise people do not build weapons of mass destruction.
A wise person does not become a police officer or a soldier.
Wise people do not fight and kill one another.
Wise people do not let anybody use them like puppets.
A wise person does not run for satanic political office.
Wise people do not worship lifeless national flags.
Wise people do not empower others to control them.
A wise person does not go against the law of...
#corruption
#politics
#LGBT
#pollution
#religion
254 reads
2 Comments
Drieks
Poem Published
25th Sep 2022 3:25am
25th Sep 2022 3:25am
Armageddon
Crippled visibility casted before my face.
Weathered by fog, low mist and even haze.
Numbered like the days, you might be hot and
bothered in a cell.
See us from afar and hide.
Frightened from the height without an ask for raise.
Lately I’ve been shining, but lack the light to
glisten in moonlit praise.
Haven’t been clean for days.
Bless me with meteor showers,
meet me with flowers while sweetening my sour.
From a coward to empowered.
From empowered to devoured.
Vanished in the void as...
Weathered by fog, low mist and even haze.
Numbered like the days, you might be hot and
bothered in a cell.
See us from afar and hide.
Frightened from the height without an ask for raise.
Lately I’ve been shining, but lack the light to
glisten in moonlit praise.
Haven’t been clean for days.
Bless me with meteor showers,
meet me with flowers while sweetening my sour.
From a coward to empowered.
From empowered to devoured.
Vanished in the void as...
#environment
#pollution
#humankind
475 reads
11 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
31st Aug 2022 8:11pm
31st Aug 2022 8:11pm
Boycott
A peaceful boycott is the most effective form of protest that exists.
No government can force the people to do business with any company.
Their guns and their nuclear weapons cannot repress a boycott.
You do not have to spend your money with oppressors and exploiters.
By the way, some of these companies contribute to the pollution of the earth.
Stop supporting certain businesses and demand justice from your leaders.
You can hold out longer than they can because they do not like to lose revenues.
As individuals, you will not lose the amount of...
No government can force the people to do business with any company.
Their guns and their nuclear weapons cannot repress a boycott.
You do not have to spend your money with oppressors and exploiters.
By the way, some of these companies contribute to the pollution of the earth.
Stop supporting certain businesses and demand justice from your leaders.
You can hold out longer than they can because they do not like to lose revenues.
As individuals, you will not lose the amount of...
#politics
#pollution
#money
#CallToAction
#HumanRights
361 reads
0 Comments
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