NaPoWriMo Day 8: Cooler, Warmer

Okay, so this poem is sort of inspired by something that has very little to do with climate change or environmental ethics. It is inspired by the horrible slogan for Rhode Island tourism (“cooler, warmer”) that we Rhode Islanders were revolted by and demanded they do not use (after spending millions of tax dollars on the campaign, of course). Here is a link to a news article on the subject.¬†While I am not interested in coming up with a new slogan for my state, I am interested in repurposing the slogan for raising awareness of environmental issues, and it works pretty well I think! ūüėČ

Once Cooler, now Warmer

Rising temperatures in the oceans cause problems for sea creatures as bone crushing predators migrate (for more information on the subject and my inspiration, go here)

The south

Once warmer

Is now hotter

The north

Once cooler

Is now warmer

 

Predators like sharks and rays

Were absent in the waters

Of the poles

If the water gets warmer

They move where it’s cooler

 

Suddenly, the soft sea creatures

Who live

In the farthest points of the planet

Will be consumed by bone crushing predators

The balance will be disturbed

When the waters get warmer

 

NaPoWriMo Day 6:

I’ve been on a big kick about complaining about plastic waste and pollution of the oceans lately in my poetry. For me it’s one of the most disturbing environmental trends because it’s so easily preventable and has such a profound effect.These poems may sound a bit like a broken record. I wanted to write one more about the whales I keep seeing talked about on facebook and the internet news sites. http://www.bbc.com/news/uk-england-norfolk-35926455 — this is just one of many reports. It’s so upsetting because whales are facing enough problems in the ocean, and this is so easily preventable. It’s simple–do your part to be mindful of the waste you create, and don’t allow it to be dumped into the ocean!

I think tomorrow I’ll try to write about another topic…

It’s our fault

Dead whales wash ashore

People rush to solve the mystery

Opening its stomach

Inside lays a heap of plastic garbage and such

Gulped up

Too big to pass through

Polyethylene terephthalate

Is not a nutrient

 

It IS our fault

But it WAS preventable

We are complacent

But we can take action

We need to

Before

The Earth

Becomes a graveyard

 

NaPoWriMo-30 days, 30 poems. Day 1

Well, I have decided to participate in this. So, I’m going to write 30 poems in 30 days and post them here daily. This site feels like a fitting place for me to share them on. Here is more information on it! http://www.napowrimo.net/

And here is my first poem:

trash heap

Child From 2050

The shores are filthy

Covered in trash

We play in plastic sand

 

The ocean is acid

Dead and devoid

We swim in sterile pools

 

The forest is barren

Silent and still

We gasp for air

 

The mountains are snowless

Ashy and gray

We do not know any better

 

This could be the future if you let it be

Despair and destruction

We need your help now