Dead Earth

Fish-less dry river  

Trees with no skin, naked log  

The rock has no life 

The case on global warming heard

Global warming ubx (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

First; court rise, case number "blue planet"
To be heard, for or against, friends all be seated  


Wake the rainbow it just went to bed
Lazy cow w' glitter, was it not meant to be as round


Shake the rivers they just dozed off 
Another lazy bunch halts, holding back waves


Oh and what of the breezy stifling air
Caught entangled with stink, so out of character


Never mind t' fire with artificial flames, the sun
Skiving off and keeping us cold then to scorch 


Not the rain again, setting records wet
To flood and flood and drench and drought  


The soil is dry yet another scandal to hold
Sat in a web strange waiting on the elements


While they argue amongst themselves regardless of audience 
On if  when or who it is to be blamed for global warming


O my coffee just went cold, thanks for the distraction 
All rise, I am going to warm it up in the microwave 

What is time

The clock of life is wind but once 
Sometimes my mind ventures  

On windows of yesterday's passage 

Like an amateur astronomer   

And in that moment I wonder 

Oh, how so beautiful the heavens lie  

At this very moment, at this very moment  

At this very moment, to watch the sun set in glow  

On the lake that surround my nature  

And I know I am alive and blessed for being so  

You can’t tell me otherwise, to hold grounds  

You can’t tell me otherwise, to do so is blasphemy    

But what time is set, I do not know  

What date it is, I can not tell  

But for the date set on my camera  

To capture my now with 

As evidence of my being here 

Ask the church, the Mayans, Islam

The Egyptians ask science

And all the others who pretend to know

Leave me out of confusion

Einstein says, see time as a passage 

A place to visit and leave, a fabric 

Leading heading towards another

On roads to journey on

And though I stand 

I am in motion, travelling at speed

Like a man sat in a plane, or thus a car

I am in motion, denied the sensation of passage

To have only but time, to tell of movements

To see t’ sun rise and set, always going somewhere

With time, as the earth spins around its axis

And the stars get further away from me

It took eight minutes for the sun to reach me, I'm told 

And a billion years more for the furthest star

To announce in light years, the beauty I see

Like watching a replay of a live event for the first time

What is time and the now, it begs the question

If the sun is minutes ago, but I see it now

What is time of the present, past and future?

Don’t ask me what the time it is, at this very moment 

 

At this very moment, I am stood watching

The glow of the sun, on the river to admire  

Its beauty of my now. I am stood

In a time of yesterday, today and the future 


“I have realized that the past and future are real illusions, that they exist in the present, which is what there is and all there is.” —Alan Watts

Dangerous Intelligence

Brain in a jar 
Brick wall built 
I know best 


Whales on reverse parking  
Elephants doing a spin on break dance floor   
Ever heard an educated man, being so naive?   


There is nothing more dangerous than that, I say
When such beings, go fanatical with their beliefs   
Refusing to budge, crazy on the subjects   


Life is transformational, seasons too 
We sleep, we wake, we grow an inch  
Or lose an inch, depending on stage 


On the line of the ageing  scale, where 
We stand on reference, as referenced post 
'Don't take the mickey your time will come son'


In-between all that 
We evolve, we adapt, we upgrade 
And learn our lessons in, class out, school out 


Graduation stands, just as symbols of passage
University of life, the obstacle course
Now that is where, real life lessons are learnt 


True story, everything here on earth   
Changes shape to adapt,  "in thinking" 
Water from solid, liquid to vapour and reversed 


Even the earth tectonic plates 
Are in constant change  on route 
Shifting now is the horn of Africa   


But when a man with educated intelligence 
Holds thoughts with no sway
Like brain in a jar, brick wall built


Like the stand still 
Of the revolving door, earth 
Innocent people end up suffering