Litter Bug Nation

Litter bug nation
An utter disgrace
With the trash that is being
Dropped all over the place

The garbage that’s thrown
From fast moving cars
To litter the wayside
Things have gone too far

The rubbish that’s dumped
Out there in the street
Just thrown into oblivion
Trampled under our feet

Then the dumping; the fouling
Fly tipping and more
Oh litter bug nation
Stop it now we implore!

For you’re stifling the planet
Suffocating her lungs
You’re killing her quietly
From the trash that is flung

From the toxins; the debris
The waste and the mess
Please take home your rubbish
And dump a lot less!

It was a real eye opener on the Bedford Bypass yesterday seeing the heavily littered wayside and literally the fact that teams of people had to be employed to litter pick the copious amounts of rubbish that filled two trucks!!!! Why do people think it is OK to fling their rubbish rather than put it n a bin? It’s beyond me!

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What Kind Of World Do We Live In?

What kind of world do we live in
What hatred abounds
Where wars sap earth’s bounty
Where animosity is found

What kind of world do we live in
Where is the peace
The love and the kindness
When did that cease

What kind of world do we live in
With starvation and curse
Where is the compassion
Why does it get worse

What kind of world do we live in
Where murder is rife
Where each beats the other
And the only answer’s a knife

What kind of world do we live in
Without souls and no hearts
Where trusts have been broken
Or are breaking apart

Why kind of world do we live in
Where lies are complex
And dishonour abundant
Another reason to vex

What kind of world do we live in
What planet is this
Where Earth’s beauty is lost
A beauty I miss

The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Lament The World

Lament the world the rubbish piled so high
The sounds of war, the distant battle cry
The wealth in face of poverty nearby
The acid rain that falls down from the sky

Lament the world, the tears of those who mourn
The stress, the strife, the broken hearts forlorn
The dirty water streams so full of scorn
The death rate stealing those just newly born

Lament the world, who knows not what we’ve done
The progress yet still ruled by machine gun
The place called Earth where nobody has won
The web of devastation sadly spun

The Earth seen from Apollo 17. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Lunar Tides

The moon shines bright across the bay
Infusing light; enough to spy
The depths of shadows on the waves
Against the blackened azure sky

And dropping on the waves that break
Upon the shoreline constantly
A glistening spark from starlight bright
To twinkle there out on the sea

Amidst the dunes of windswept sand
The rustle of the dried out grass
The lunar creatures come to dance
And wait for night to turn and pass

And still the tides lap silently
Upon the beach in wait for day
As currents wax and wane in time
With moon that shines across the bay

 

Oceanic Magic

Today I swam amongst the fish
In a cobalt blue lagoon
I rode the back of dolphins
In the light of a sapphire moon
I swam besides the sharks
In the ocean feeling brave
I galloped with the seahorses
In the wash and crests of waves
I sat among the mermaids
On the rocks lapped by the sea
In a maritime adventure
That washed right over me

And then the stars lit up the heavens
The planets shone from far away
As the sun fell from the horizon
Sealing off that special day
And as the spectral radiant sunset
Dissolved into the night sky
I caught the flicker and pulsating lights
Of jellyfish and coral passing by
With a mystic bioluminescence
That signalled from the deep
Revealing oceanic magic
In a world that never sleeps.

The Man in the Moon

Mum!  Mum! Look at the Moon!
It’s gigantic Mum!  Look at it soon!
It’s going to crash! And wipe us all out!
Mum!  Mum! Should we all shout?
What will happen?  Will it hurt d’ya think?
Will Aliens land?  Will all that cheese stink?

Will the man on the moon steer it to pass us on by?
Oh Mum I’m so scared – I just want to cry!
But Mum it’s so big!  It’s so massive, immense
I’m sure it’ll hit us!  I’m feeling so tense!

HOLD ON!  Maybe I’ll man-up instead!  Get a ladder and climb
Right up to the moon there and reason and rhyme
With the commander in charge and ask him politely to fly
The moon further away to its place in the sky!
Yes that’s what I’ll do!  With a ladder I’ll go
Right up to the man in the moon; friend or foe

And I’ll chat with him nicely. Maybe take him biscuits and tea
And I’ll say “Excuse me, kindly, please could you listen to me”
“Could you turn your moon round, Sir, could you maybe head out
Away from my planet, cos without any doubt
If you keep heading this way there’s going to be a big bash
As your moon and my Earth are going to crash!”

“And it’ll be a terrible mess and lots of people will cry
Cos there’ll be cheese everywhere, Mister, and some might just die
For the moon and the earth just shouldn’t collide
But sit happily together in the sky, side by side.

So please Mister, moon man,” I’ll say to him, with the slight of a smile,
“It’s been very nice chatting and it’s been very worthwhile
But I’d better be off now for my Mum will be worried you know
And thank you for visiting but now you must GO!”

Then I’ll shout Mum! Mum! Look at the Moon
Did you see it? Did you see it! This clear afternoon!
It was going to crash and wipe us all out!
But I climbed up a ladder and sorted it out!
And the man in the moon liked your biscuits and tea?
And sent these back for you –Moon baked crackers and Brie!

Dedicated to my nephew, Jack, and the power of a child’s imagination

Harmonious Discord

Is the planet in harmony or discord when the ravages of nature hit
When the hurricane vents her passion with power and fortress
And her eye sears a piercing look tearing into the heartlands
The tornado twists in anguished ardour with rotating spiral
And the cyclonic storm rages with apocalyptic fervour?

Is the planet in equilibrium or imbalance when the rain pours forth unceasingly
And the flash flood swells with cataclysmic deluge
The polar cap melts with threat to far off shores
And the avalanche heavy with her burden of snow and ice plunders en mass
Whilst the tsunamis sweeps across the lands reclaiming once more her ocean’s spoils?

Is the planet in resonance or cacophony as the core’s crescendo quakes in continental shift
The volcano erupts her obsidian magma with a plethora of devouring lava
And the wild fire rages cremating nature’s footprint in her path
Whilst the sun’s penetrating heat burns relentlessly
Vapourising drought struck lands now so desert bound?

By what measure does this balance up
Or in whose orchestra do these wild phenomena play?
To what phonometer do they subscribe?
For nature’s symphony embraces attunement with harmonious discord
Where mankind is no match for this planetary orchestra!