Our Current Climate / Poems / By AllisonHill Climate Change in metaphors and clichés. The heat is on, we’re in full flow,Flooded by those gloomy facts,Drowning out our sense of calm,As clouds do not have silver linings. While hope evaporates we see thatThis is just the tip of the iceberg.Below the surface the melt goes on,And drop by drop we glean the truth. Once we ignored those winds of change,Happening at glacial speed.Now we face a tsunamiOf challenges, far too hard to fathom. We need to dive deep for solutions,And be ready to change tack,Or else we are truly sunk.Do you get my drift? Share on FacebookTweetFollow meSave
I.E.D. Poems / By AllisonHill You’re hiding down there in the dust and the dirt, A parcel of Helmand, all primed to deliver, In that split second you burst through…
Visiting Grenfell Poems / By AllisonHill It all looks so different today, that smoking charcoal block, now pale, swathed in creamy covers rippling in the breeze. At the top, the banner of…