The Poems

Gaia’s Revenge

This is the outcome of not listening to her warning. I warned you. But did you cease or stop? No, you were prepared to let me, your...

Northumberland Opencast

I keep driving past this on my way to other places and it horrifies me every time I see it. Bleak uncharted terrain Untethered from the...

Plastic

Plastic surging In plastic waves, Hurtling forth In plastic rage. Debris pinned In plastic wind. Killing mackerel Innocent of plastic...

christine fowler POETRY