Climate Change – Remember?

You know me. I won’t let this topic drop. It matters so much more than many of the news items dominating our press currently. I couldn’t care less about the Wagatha Christie court case or indeed the Depp-Heard debacle. Footballers and their wives may have disputes over instagram but who cares?!

Let’s face up to the melting ice and do something about it.

What actually matters?

The war in the Ukraine. Of course it does. This is an awful situation which has uprooted so many citizens and put Europe in a state of turmoil.

But still remember…

CLIMATE CHANGE

That’s right! It’s not going away any time soon. The subject we all know about but governments never really do a lot to deal with. Yes they had a COP26 summit and did a lot of PR loosely linked to it but then they got back to bickering and shady politics.

Energy Crisis

Now is the perfect time for governments to pump some serious cash into renewable energy resources such as solar panels, wind turbines and hydroelectricity generation. Let’s stop lining the pockets of big conglomerate oil companies and begin creating jobs in the renewables field.

Fields of solar panels would make a positive difference.

Our dependency on oil and gas has been highlighted recently due to shortages caused by the war. We also seem to depend on a few countries that are free to control the price of these materials. Our hands are tied when it comes to sourcing these fossil fuels.

So Remember…

That is my little mini-rant over. I just want to make sure that we keep on discussing climate change, educating each other about it and pressing our leaders for quick, impactful changes.

Thank you for taking the time to read this. How is your government engaging with this vital issue? Let me know in the comments and please consider following my blog. Here is a previous poem that I wrote on the subject of climate change.

Pollution – Who Cares? – Poem

View from my train.

Who cares about pollution?

It’s only mucky air.

Why bother with the clean stuff?

You cannot tell it’s there.

Why worry about those gases

That circle all around?

Doing their dirty business,

But making not a sound.

I care about pollution,

Because it’s really grim.

Changing weather systems,

And making places dim.

Let’s worry about pollution,

And call for governments to act

To change our dirty habits,

And the way the odds are stacked.

A world without pollution,

Is one with variety and glee.

So get aboard and make yourself heard,

Don’t merely ‘Wait and See’.

This is a little poem I wrote because I was thinking just how grim pollution can be. Near me we have brick works which are constantly churning out filthy gases and I can see them on my drive to work each day. I really hope we don’t forget just how drastic climate change is and how important it is that we keep it in the limelight.

For another of my short poems, try Friday Finally Came. If you enjoyed this post then please drop a comment or follow my blog for future similar content.

Dismal Fumes – A Poem

Frosty mornings, misty roads,

Lorries carry heavy loads.

Traffic everywhere, nose to nose,

Engines roaring, pavements closed.

Gases and fumes fill the air,

Sometimes feels like we just don’t care.

Planes fly over, pollution swirls –

From their jets, in poisonous twirls.

Watch the endless trail of smoke,

From power stations, making choke –

An atmosphere less full of wildlife,

Cut that pollution with a knife.

Energy wasted, all for nowt,

Nobody walking around and about.

Everyone sat inside cars and vans,

Time we made more Ecofriendly plans.

I wrote this poem after noticing how clogged up my city has been lately. As those working from home have been asked to get back on the road, I worry that pollution will soon be back to its normal levels. London last week had an air quality warning where people were encouraged to stay inside due to the clinging fog holding onto those traffic fumes and creating extra risks for people with asthma.

I also notice that our weather locally is steadily becoming warmer every winter. Daily temperatures of around ten degrees replace bitterly cold previous winters. Essentially in the East of England we do not see any snow any more.

As a snow lover this makes me sad and right now I can see nothing but pollution so the parallels have become increasingly visible.

Fingers crossed we will find solutions to these problems soon. Roads filled with electric cars and electricity grids powered by natural sources may well be the answer. For another of my poems please click here.