The case on global warming heard

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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 

Write Off (Free Verse)

Sitting alone listening to the silence ;

You see me, mirror says, I messed my life up  

and found me in the process, rebirth, new me  

and the critics, stand back with amazement,  

write off, like I was, never made  

to amount to much, much I  

do, much I did, brought  

tears in rain wash,  

many men, cursed  

to, see 

the 

back  

of me,  

talk of me,  

like I was the  

end game, see me done,  

see me done now, write off,  

good riddance, they took my file, and 

burnt it,  faders, ashes, to  be made of 

me. Being through hell and back, I paid the 

price , phoenix, me that, now I step, foot steps left 

in ashes, watch germination, shooting stars penetrate through, the ozone, 

layer, to make an entry, with burns on 

the back of the doubters, doubt this, new 

era and I say no sorry,  nada, 

regrets nada, this is life lessons 

and it made me stronger 

made me stranger, green 

lantern and to 

the observers 

thinking 

blown 

off
thinking
blown 
off

On Writer's Block

Sometimes I get tongue tied
Brain tied, caught in a smoke of fog
With no directional heads, like stage fright


Inspiration lost to the freak storm 
It blows me off course, at sea
And the stars have lost their way
 
Throwing tantrum, like my GPS on freeze
While Gypsies settle, and still demand to be called nomads
 Sometimes my mind just goes blank, like a blank sheet 


And wires plugged entangled are without power  
Of electric energy, they seat lifeless
Sometimes I am left with the writers block 


Bewildered, while ghosts lose their will to fright
On strike, on account of not being paid 
In the house of haunt, for work done


Sometimes I am bed tied, laziness, coziness, couch potato
Gather joy in indulgence, while still sat with frustration
Of the pondering mind, what can be done, what should be done 


This time the parrot is without words, 
Silence is bless, finally serenity 
Yet it seems all is not right, with tinkering minds 


And rain in rain forest becomes a rarity in the amazon 
Protesting on global warming, being taken for granted  
On too many scrambled papers thrown into the bin by conscience writers  


Some times, I am with the writers block
And the forest will hand me no more papers, on rationing 
To pen down my thoughts, set in abstract, on writers block


Still I sweat to deliver your daily dosage of
Enlightenment, poetry, demand a voice 
And my voice is to be the one heard, its a call


So sometimes I am left with the frustration of writers block 
While thoughts runs rampage in my head
Sometime it all just pours out, with no hold back  


Just when I think 
I am having a writers block 
What is that, a writers block?