Renewable Rhymes: Autumn Climate Poetry Vibes
Explore autumn's climate poetry in a round-up of renewable rhymes: a poetic journey into nature's changing hues and climate musings
🌞 3 Autumn-Inspired Changes to Charge into a Cleaner, Sustainable Future
🗣️ “The best way to predict the future is to create it.” 🌅 EXTRA, Extra— Sunny Climate News: on the Horizon Happy Monday! Here’s a Back-to-School Special Edition of Sunny Climate News.
What I'm Reading Climate Poetry that Fortifies Me
Here’s some climate poetry I’ve been reading lately. Some poems are specifically about climate change, and other poems are not really but help me feel, reflect, and cope with it all. These poems fortify me through 😶🌫️😔😷😶😕😟🙁☹️😮😳😦😧😨😰😢😭😱😣😞😓😩
The Solar Shepherd
The Solar Shepherd After William Blake How solar the shepherd’s sun-lot! From the dawn to dusk she slays; She shall direct her flock throughout And her electrons shall dance in rays. For she responds to our world's call Hearing nature's tenderness reply; She is vigilant, building piece by piece, For she knows new seasons are nigh.
The Hot Solar Shepherd to Their Love
The Hot Solar Shepherd to Their Love After Christopher Marlowe Come thrive with me and share my love, And we will— all the measures move, From meadows, farms, roofs, and skies To golden solar sunrises. And we will rest upon the Earth, Watching sheepdogs leading herds, By rainbow wildflower canopies Ringing with buzzing rhapsodies. And I'll arrange yo…
🎃🎭 Hallows Eve Story
Hallows Eve Story I was once told a scary story about one Halloween When nightmares jumped alive and crept between Autumn months, concealed undercover of a dark monster-lit evening Never admitting to the trick of emitting, just telling us they’re treating
Leaves by the Sky
Leaves by the Sky After William Carlos WilliamsWhen under the energized sharp sky’s brink, aware, the tree leaves spin their shape— willow and palms fried, heated, seem hardly leaves in wind but sunlight and the weightless— or the form perhaps—of infinity, whereas the sky is still and seems limited upon its treelike trunk.
Campfire Climate Ghost Stories
I’m pausing my run of new Climate Ghost Stories for the Summer being to focus on sharing with you other kinds of writing: more poetry, daily climate reflections, quotes from my faves, more weather forecasts, etc. Sorry to all my horror genre lovers and thanks for sticking with me. Expect more ghost stories on the haunt around October.