My National Poetry Month challenge to myself has become a collaboration between synaesthetic artist Sammy-John, myself, Anjum Wasim Dar and Jay Gandhi: Day Thirty: A Pollution Shaped

Pollution

Pollution
Oil and household paint on calico

Pollution

TV antenna blocks the clear sky,
its connecting wires strangle
the Gulmohar tree & the videos
play hide & seek with my mind.

By Jay Gandhi

A Pollution Shaped

pollution twisted

by crooked pollution.

A plastic shaped

plastic twisted

by crooked plastic.

A landfill shaped

landfill twisted

by crooked landfill.

A carbon emission shaped,

carbon emission twisted

by crooked carbon emission.

A climate change shaped

climate change twisted

by crooked climate change.

A short term profit shaped

short term twisted

by crooked short term.

A word shaped

word twisted

by crooked word.

By Paul Brookes

Pollution
Netted turtles suffocating whales
fettered fish, life in the seas, no more
some fishermen’s tales, or of pirate ships
with towering sails, is now filled with
plastic tin can waste –
Smokey dust hangs everywhere, frightened
birds restlessly seek air, all clean, one large
falcon fell, and brought a 737 down to land,
real owner of the sky is the bird or the machine?
sunlight blocked, nothing pure nothing fresh to taste
Land weeps for flora and fauna, forests denuded
are falling to death, Dinosaurs long gone to rest
hope new ones don’t surface, as water is scarce
and plants depressed-
no more does the nightingale sing
so loud is the clang and hi-fi din
flowers are captives of terracotta pots
rubbish dumps growing are upto the chin
Colors all smudged reflect the Earth’s distortion
my heart pains at the planets destruction-
have we left a place free of pollution?
I wonder if ever we shall find a solution
May the Lord so merciful and gracious
forgive us for the dishonor and desecration.
2019 © CER    By    Anjum Wasim Dar

 

One thought on “My National Poetry Month challenge to myself has become a collaboration between synaesthetic artist Sammy-John, myself, Anjum Wasim Dar and Jay Gandhi: Day Thirty: A Pollution Shaped

  1. Respected Mr Paul
    Thank you Sir for all your support guidance and encouragement it has been a great time of learning fun and creativity…a rich combination of art color music and language. An honor to write and share with you.
    Best regards.

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