A Poet's Blog: Roger N.Taber shares his thoughts & poems...

Thoughts and observations by English poet Roger N. Taber, a retired librarian and poet-novelist.- "Ethnicity, Religion, Gender, Sexuality ... these are but parts of a whole. It is the whole that counts." RNT [NB While I have no wish to create a social network, I will always reply to critical emails about my poetry. Contact: rogertab@aol.com].

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Sadly, a bad fall in 2012 has left me with a mobility problem, and being diagnosed with prostate cancer the same year hasn't helped, but I get out and about with my trusty walking stick as much as I can, take each day as it comes and try to keep looking on the bright(er) side of life. Many of my poems reflect the need to nurture a positive-thinking mindset whatever life throws at us.

Monday, 1 November 2021

Ghosts, Prayers, Choices OR 'Powers That Be', the Finest Rhetoric in Town

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The 2021 United Nations Climate Change Conference  - also known as COP26 - is being held in Glasgow, Scotland, UK between 31 October and 11 November; it is the 26th United Nations Climate Change Conference.

At the same time,  given record-breaking forest fires in Siberia, torrential flooding on the Black Sea, and a severe heatwave in Moscow this year, the refusal of Vladimir Putin to attend the conference says enough, I suspect, about those in denial of climate change to dampen any real hopes of world leaders reaching a consensus about how best to tackle it.

"We are the first generation to feel the effects of climate change and the last generation who can do anything about it." - Barack Obama, former US president.

 GHOSTS, PRAYERS, CHOICES or 'POWERS THAT BE', THE FINEST RHETORIC IN TOWN

Although our tears falling like winter rain
for revisiting our hurt and suffering,
let's rediscover springtime, put aside pain,
be hopeful again, happy and laughing

World leaders failing to assuage our fear
of global forces undermining our bliss,
let's recall the times we've made love here,
taking us heavenwards on wings of a kiss

Birds of a feather, forever may we glide
all seasons of the love we've sworn,
for as God is Love and all nature onside,
may we be as mind-body-spirit reborn

To all humanity, potential to have and hold,
sustain forever or... see us left in the cold?

Copyright R.N. Taber 2005; rev.2021

[Note: This poem takes its cue from an earlier poem written in 2004 under the title 'Memories, Prayers, Flowers' that appears in my collection, A Feeling for the Quickness of Time, Assembly Books, 2005.] RT


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