ABPA - Australian Bush Poets Association

Precipitation marks the shift, the winds of fate are blowing—
terrible twins of climate change are wakened at their core,
with CO2 and H2O around the planet mounting—
towering anvil clouds appear to show the wrath of Thor.

As cloud striations loom and spin in ever darkening ether
promising storms ahead to cause the boldest man to fear,
the sun is trapped – effects of Greenhouse gases take their levy—
changes in substance causing all we know to disappear…

Now Aegir rises from the depths, King Odin roars his fury,
Loki plays his devious tricks, delighting in our dread;
“Observe this foolish species reap the reckless seeds it’s sowing—
watch them as Hel emerges from his realm among the dead!”

Such violation wreaked on Earth in quests for rule or riches!
Caution’s been thrown to winds of time, assuming she’s immune—
in gross conceit we’ve scorned the threat of any retribution,
pausing rarely long enough to ruminate or impugn.

Roulette has been played too long, and now we’re witnessing results—
negligence or denial yet around the world persists…
Wake up! Inhale the burning forests; loathe those hills of plastic!
Adhere to wisdom—common sense—that’s if it still exists.

Oh well done Catherine and I like the introduction of the other deities as well especially Loki the giant - that works in well with the theme and that last line is a pearler .

Thanks Maureen - this one really was a challenge! Mr Google was a friend as far as the Norse deities went....I really wasn't sure about this homework at all, but am glad I gave it a go!

Very powerful, Catherine! I also googled the Norse deities, but as you've stolen my "thunder" (pun intended!!) in that department, I've decided to go down a different track ...

Cheers
Shelley

...And a brilliant track it turned out to be, Shelley! Thank you for your kind comment

Sums it up very nicely, Catherine, and well done on the background research. Not often we see "impugn" in a poem!

Cheers
David

Thanks so much, David.

Very well done indeed Catherine.

I started out full of ideas of how to use the prompts in my poem,
but those ideas somehow got lost along the way.

The problem of telling a true story - you hate to stray.

Terry

Thanks so much, Terry. I started the opposite - completely blank! So I greatly appreciate your kind comments.