Jonathan ROBIN

Freshman - 746 Points (22 September / London)

Post-Modern Culture-Nile Trial In Denial - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Post-modern culture lessons few has learned
Years stretched to centuries times forty-eight
Raising structures daring Time's 'dew' date.
Alas tide heralds dust to dust returned,
Mocks mankind's self-pollution coda earned.
Ice cap melt-down Giza, called the Great,
Dares threaten now, its powers bow to Fate,
As boom to bust bricks blow away, wind churned,
Leaves man at sea, too many bridges burned.
Polar pressures crack tectonic plate.
Open options exercised too late
Will mourn lost time when one dawn meets flood stern
Extending over reads, reeds, fern stems drowned,
Returning fallen pride to sea-slush mound.

Post-modern culture, pushy, churns ahead,
Yet spurred by institutions that remain
Resistant to internal change, which train
Ambassadors who vested-interest dread.
Mutant paradox is progress, fed
In bursts which cause, effect, link in a chain,
Driving change at speeds which sorely strain
The habits of the West, life as now led.
Each step Man takes towards the fountainhead
Leaves stranded an environment whose reign
Experience through time seemed prime. Its rein
Seems checked if not checkmated as Fate’s thread
COvers global village through soft sell -
PErmeating all with netted spell...

Post-modern culture thinks itself ahead,
Yet drawn by paradigmns out-dated, vain,
Reminding one of ostrich grounded bane
Administrators innovations dread.
Musings paradoxical are fed
In bursts haphazard cursed by growing pain,
Disturbing eco-systems, sorely strain
Climatic context, for, consumer wed,
Our needs today - tomorrow’s fountainhead -
Leave land exhausted, growth against the grain,
Lead to fields exploited, yields which wane
As nutrients - monopolistic bre[a]d -
Prevent diversity to sound ground’s knell,
SEcond best accept, [l]and poison well.

Post-modern culture boasts empowered creed,
Yet sows its own destruction's seeds as greed
Rears hydra head to grasp Earth's gasp whose need
Aside is thrust as 'progress' must proceed.
Might at zenith, states say guaranteed
Is power's lasting hour naught may impede,
Doubts rejected, cash injected feed
Allows self-satisfaction space to kneed
Light illusions heady, soon sped, bead
THat Time on causal chain we thought had keyed
OUr future bounty. Countless stars succeed
GHosts which once on stage strutted, lost indeed.
Though pyramid once stood five hundred feet
Sea shall submerge those s[p]eeding self-defeat...

Post-modern culture's ubiquity
Yearns to control - disinformation spreads,
Reads black as white, white black, inverting heads
And tails at need, breeds discord sea to sea.
Maybe there's none so blind as will not see
Ideas creative stifled, watersheds
Denied top d[r]own as mankind wets its beds
Contriving to ignore clima[c]tic key
Overshadowing our futures free,
Displacing as fee ride sub-prime homesteads.
Energy alternative now weds
Controversy's flight from conformity
On wood, trees, would ignored logged dialogue
DAtes carbon die cast backtrack die_a_log.

(n.b. notes below

Acrostic sonnets:
Pyramidal Power
Pyramid Telescope
Pyramid Collapse
Pyramidal Thoughts
Pyramid Code Coda

n.b. in respect of...
Ice cap melt-down Giza, called the Great,
Dares threaten now, its powers bow to Fate,
As boom to bust bricks blow away, wind churned,
Leaves man at sea, too many bridges burned.
Polar pressures crack tectonic plate...

Arctic Ice at historic lows September 2007

Greenland Earthquakes as ice comes unstuck - Sept 2007
Ilulissat glacier melting

Acrostic sonnets written September 2007)


Comments about Post-Modern Culture-Nile Trial In Denial by Jonathan ROBIN

  • (9/28/2007 12:01:00 PM)

    You very eloquently deplore and disdain those who augment environmental and cultural degradation - a great attempt. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 28, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011


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