Emissions Poems - Poems about Emissions

Dearest Gretta, The world stands amazed at your powerful voice at such an early age.. The call to action, the dire global truth, so eloquently shared by one in her youth.. During you're sabbatical, the powerful petition you made to world leaders to confront carbon emissions.. Holding them accountable for their promises of change. You also met with scientists to discuss an...

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We exploit her gifts, polluting, robbing. Mother earth has a soul and we've all heard her sobbing.. Too many species are now extinct. We need to slow down, reassess, think.. Exxon, Shell, Chevron need new tools, stop their reliance on our fossil fuels. These companies must end their greedy ambitions. They are responsible for 71% of our global emissions.. We've known that it's coming. Don't act...

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Our dog is sawing logs loudly so many deep groans as she lets off gas they smell like charcoal emissions She is getting older, her snores are shaking the house I wish we could bottle her emissions and run our car on them...

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I'm Olive, a once flatulent cow. Spinach is all I eat now. That silly green grass is a thing of the past, for a new wind is blowing this hour. To methane reduction all power! If you're a cow too, show assent by a moo. Comment: What could be odder than this switch to new fodder?...

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Time of year to be merry and jolly mistletoe and holly Holy submissions we believe are boll.... crackers we pull and jokes oh so dreadful lying to children a month of bull presents we give receipts we seek eating so much we fall a sleep and on Christmas Day evening families walk the streets because Christmas lunch emissions can really reek...

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As I ascend the stairs to my waiting boudoir I expel these loud gaseous emissions just like a car Is it the rarefied atmosphere More likely what I eat I fear Must lay off the beans, it smells like an abattoir © Jack Ellison 2015...

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My back end emissions have yet to reach Point eight on the Richter Scale A magnitude that easily destroys big buildings Or drives locomotives off the rail Most of the time they're silent but deadly The kind that can make people mute I've also heard that a man in Kansas City Let one fly and it blew off his suit Now that's what...

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Silly thoughts are filling my head It's happening more often of late Do you think I'm starting to lose it Do all seniors suffer this fate Nobody told me when I was young That our mental capacities decline To where we can't remember our name Or can't do two things at a time A sad ending to a productive life Brimming with many successes Not...

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