Poetry – How to rest easy

How to rest easy

 

I can rest easier knowing

That there are great tracts of wilderness

Left untouched.

They give meaning

To life on this planet

And reinvigorate my spirit.

For these regions

Are the light of the world

On a planet

That, despite the drone of engines,

Is rapidly

Falling silent.

They give me hope.

When we come to our senses

Perhaps those areas of wilderness

Will act as a reservoir

To replenish

The life

We have destroyed.

 

Opher – 5.8.2020

Poetry – The Plastic Jungle

The Plastic Jungle

 

The flies are disappearing

The beetles are all going.

There are few caterpillars for the birds

It’s a sterile world we’re sowing.

 

It took five billion years

To create this interlocking mesh.

But it only took a few thousand

For us to create this mess.

 

With libraries of books,

Knowledge and civilisation.

We still do not understand enough

To correct this situation.

 

We seem content to let them go

Without a second thought,

While cluttering the plastic jungle

With the rubbish that we’ve bought.

 

Opher – 27.7.2020

Poetry – Dear Mrs Planet – a Third appeal

This is the third one of my ‘sorry’ letters to Mrs Planet – the pleading of a recalcitrant child.

I’m not sure which one works best – what do you think?

 

Dear Mrs Planet – a Third appeal

 

Dear Mrs Planet

Thank you for your hospitality.

I’m really sorry that some of my fellows

Did not behave responsibly.

Please do not blame me.

 

I hope you will be able

To repair the damage done.

But, know we are not all the same,

Please don’t blame everyone.

Some of us are fun.

 

We’ll do everything we can

To make amends for the greed junkies.

We’re so embarrassed

By the overgrown monkeys

Who treat us like flunkies.

 

So Mrs Planet

Can you just see your way

To forgive us

And allow us to stay.

We promise we won’t get in your way.

 

Opher – 17.7.2020

The Sci-Fi novel Green and the Green Movement

Green and the Green Movement

The setting for this novel was in the distant future. The planet is heavily overpopulated and polluted. Nature has been ravaged.

I was exploring the philosophical nature of mind and whether the inner universe is infinite.

The other major theme was that of the Green Movement. In a last desperate attempt to safe Nature from complete destruction, they were trying desperately to get the government to take drastic action.

The Greens were split into three distinct factions who argued fiercely among themselves.

One faction believed they could gain public support and force the government to take action through the sheer force and rationale of their argument.

A second faction believed that big business was too powerful and that most people were simply not interested enough until things became so bad that it directly impacted on them, by which time it would be too late. They believed force was the only way to get big business and politicians to take notice. They were using terror and attacking the polluting industry.

A shady third faction believed that the problem was people. They hated mankind and believed that there was an inherent flaw in all people. There was no hope while humans were around. They believed it was only a matter of time before we destroyed the world. Consequently, the only way to save the planet was to eradicate mankind.

It set the background for the intrigue and drama as the two themes interweaved.

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Poetry – We’re part of it.

We’re part of it.

 

There’s a small planet that we’re on

That provides everything we need;

An intricate interconnecting web

Of insect, fur and seed.

 

Some recognise that this delicate web

Took billions of years to evolve

And that we’re messing up a balance,

Creating problems we can’t solve.

 

It’s like cannibalising the life-support

That is keeping us alive

Instead of improving it –

Enabling us to thrive.

 

Too many people see nature

As a business, open to abuse.

I guess,

You either feel you’re part of it

Or it’s there for you to use.

 

Opher – 17.7.2020

A heron having trouble with its dinner – photos

While touring Aberdeen Dock in Hong Kong we came upon this heron.  It had caught a big fish but I think it was struggling. The fish was big and the heron seemed to be having trouble working out how to swallow it. We watched it for a while until it finally succeeded. 

 

Poetry – Profit Continues

Profit Continues

 

As oceans rise and lakes dry,

Forests become desert land;

Rain fails and crops fry,

Many species make their last stand.

 

As coral bleach and fish die

Still mankind fails to understand.

Carbon continues to fill the sky

A stratagem remains unplanned.

 

Profit continues as the reason why

And fertile soil becomes sand.

Desperate people migrate or die

While pompous politicians grandstand.

 

Opher – 13.7.2020

Poetry – It’s the Small things

It’s the Small things

 

It’s the small things,

The tree, the pond;

The small things:

The patch of nettles.

Every loss a blow.

Every small thing

A diminishing,

Until one day

There are no more small things.

 

Opher – 13.7.2020

The Destruction of Nature.

I’m still greatly infuriated at what has happened to the large expanses of natural habitat that has been wantonly destroyed.

We live in a world where nature is under attack. We are encouraged to set aside areas in our gardens for insects because their numbers have crashed, yet a huge expanse of rich habitat is just stupidly flattened. It does not make sense!

I think it has spoilt my summer. No more chances to see those wonderful animals – the stoats, kestrels, owls and kites. Without anywhere to live or food to it they will be elsewhere.

Here is a picture of what the hill looked like a short while ago:

Unfortunately, I did not take photos of the really wide verges where the stoats live.

This is how it looks now:

A wide, 5-metre verge, has been mown. All the wildflowers are gone. The undergrowth is gone. There will be no seeds, no insects and so no food for the birds, voles and mice, so no food for the stoats, owls and kestrels.

The litter is now scattered everywhere. It looks disgusting.

The above photo is taken from a similar place to one in the first batch.

These are narrow verges but they have been mown too. You can see on the right-hand side the height of the undergrowth and flowers. On the wider verges, this provided habitat for millions of insects and the creatures who feed off them. The loss of flowers is terrible.

Some good news on the Environment.

.Safar sent me this to cheer me up after my beautiful bit of wilderness was destroyed. There is hope!

Some good news: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2020/jul/14/farmers-wildeast-hatch-plan-return-area-size-dorset-wild-nature-east-anglia