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The future calls

We must wake, as bears deep in dank caves
rise from hibernation into the light

Swap our screens constant siren call
for the green that cools, shelters and provides

Emerge from a long winter of the soul
where we have craved instant dopamine rewards

Examine the wounds of inequity
speak with true respect, act compassionately

Rewild ourselves along with the land
reject small shuffling lives

Find wonder and delight in our world
Unleash our true creativity, make and think

Put time, hearts, money into the future
before she burns away


Plant our imaginations in the Earth
root our fancies in science

Consider the dance of twisting chemical bonds
how seasalt makes clouds reflect heat into Space

We can grow featherweight turbine blades
using CO2 captured from the air

Make wearable solar panels
nurture plants, insects, animals

Create wonders and delight
to cool a warming world

Copyright © 2022 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem has been written in response to this weeks prompt over at Earthweal.

As part of the COP26 Conference in Glasgow last year, Ingrid applied to host a Community Assembly on the climate and ecological crisis – as part of the overall Global Assembly.

The aim of the Global Assembly is to support citizens from around the world to learn about and discuss the climate and ecological crisis and to provide guiding principles for climate action to world leaders.

We are all invited to contribute. So come join us!

The question we have been asked to deliberate by the Global Assembly is this:  “How can humanity address the climate and ecological crisis in a fair and effective way?”

This poem is my small answer….

Please join in! Post a response to Ingrid’s question on your blog and put the link up at Mr Linky . More details over at Earthweal.

Seed Guardian

I joke that he is now a bean counter
as, indeed, he kneels to count his beans
small white capsules of DNA
strung up on life giving proteins

He needs to send a minimum of two hundred
to a seed bank upcountry, for these beans are rare
a variety that may die out soon if not cherished
grown, saved, stored

A variety that may feed us when times are hard
but only if we keep it, saving for a rainy day

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

For Tony, who is a Seed Guardian for the UK Heritage Seed Library. The crops we rely on for food need to be diverse so that diseases cannot totally wipe out our food supplies , but agrobusiness concentrates on only a few varieties.

For Earthweal

When?

When this all settles
I will walk along a stony beach
Stepping across rock pools
Looking for fossils
Life has been here before and will be after

Nothing was ever certain
Life was always frail
A bubble has burst
But we will float again
Life is all we have, treasure its small joys

When this all settles
We must mourn the dead
Unpick our mistakes
Grieve for lost chances
Life for us should never be the same

We have another danger
That may take us all
This is a rehearsal
Now we must save our world
Our grandchildren must live and thrive

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Friday Poem: Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

by Emily Dickinson

Thank you Bjorn for reminding me about this poem…..it is a good one to read at the start of another UK lockdown….

Brief bloom

We are a brief bloom
On the fragile skin
Of a molten body
Encircling a massive furnace

We are a blossoming of sentience
With encrusted technologies
Craving wonder, hoping for company
Seeking knowledge and excitement

We truly are stardust
Our bodies built from atoms
Forged in successive stellar explosions
We crave the glories of the Universe

We are Human

Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Re-blogged from last year

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https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap160510.html

Brief bloom

We are a brief bloom
On the fragile skin
Of a molten body
Encircling a massive furnace

We  are a blossoming of sentience
With encrusted technologies
Craving wonder, hoping for company
Seeking knowledge and excitement

We truly are stardust
Our bodies built from atoms
Forged in successive stellar explosions
We crave the glories of the Universe

We are Human

 

Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond

ophiuchusplanets_fairbairn_960

https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap160510.html