Isn’t this the age
When we have A lot of plants, A bunch of plans Little money and even less time?
Roaring 20s, aren’t they?
Stop all the cars.
Shut down the coal. Prevent Big Oil from dumping its ***** load. Shake up complacency And pull out the stops: Let our leaders lead. Nature, You are North and South and East and West; Our sanctuary At God’s behest. The time is now to transform our ways, So warming ends, Now and always. Simon Piesse
I was inspired by the punchiness / gut-wrenching-ness of W H Auden's 'Stop the clocks' poem. It seemed apt to transmute this tone for the make or break climate summit at Cop 26 that starts today.
HAPPY LATE 26TH BIRTHDAY MEL! :)
goodbyes are hard but staying will be harder just let go it's okay love, atlas
changing my name. it's a journey. much love
a week ago
i turned 26. two days ago i hurt myself again for the first time in four years. this time i didn't use the little blades from my razor. this time i got more personal. used my own fingernails to dig deep for the life i'm scared to live beneath this skin. then i took some deep breaths in & restarted the journey again.
yikes. isn't it so scary to be so honest with yourself?
Even when the ink started to run
You helped me find the meaning in the verse Your cologne smelled like September And I knew even if we both got lost out there The sun would still rise and set I took a lesson from the darkness I never scorch my tongue on hot coffee anymore I read the words I used to ignore