Ancient Cooling
Humid summer sun… The pores of the city clogged With our human sweat – You deftly sprinkle water Cool our streets and cleanse our sins
"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
Humid summer sun… The pores of the city clogged With our human sweat – You deftly sprinkle water Cool our streets and cleanse our sins
The nightshade is a plant locked in a war, They keep their pollen under lock and key From pollen thieves who try to hit their
Antarctic sea shelves are diverse, With worms and seastars worth acclaim; Conditions are not too adverse, The sea life is never the same. But
Soil microorganisms are a pest, Releasing petagrams of C O two As a by-product of what they digest. Whilst nitrogen deposits do accrue, More harmful