So I'm going to go on and work on preserving the ozone layer, encouraging everyone to recycle.
quote by Dean Stockwell
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Save Our Sky, Be Ozone-friendly!
Three atoms of Oxygen,
That will make Ozone!
Which is in the Stratosphere,
The Shield’s almost gone.
Absorbing the U-V rays,
That comes from the Sun;
Ozone is so essential,
No more is this fun.
Ozone-holes are increasing,
Stop this if you’re wise;
Blame Man for its depletion,
Skin-Cancer’s on the rise.
Hundred chemicals almost,
Can de-ionize!
Fluro-carbons and Halons,
Mostly terrorize.
These are being widely used,
Phase them out, O Man;
They can cause Cataracts too,
Beware, Ye human.
They cause global-warming, so
Let the Ozone be;
Use those substances only
That’re Ozone- friendly.
September 16 th each year,
Is celebrated always;
As the World’s Day to preserve,
The OZONE LAYER.
BY Dr. JOHN CELES
dedicated to the World Environment Day
poem by John Celes
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Layer of Ozone
Is very thin, we can die
In the next few years.
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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U.v.....
everyday
the sin of omission looks like
an expanding hole of the
ozone layer
you get
ultra-violated.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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If you want a higher power, go to the goddamn sun. Just go to the sun - and stop destroying the ozone layer.
quote by Susan Powter
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It's absolutely stupid that we live without an ozone layer. We have men, we've got rockets, we've got saran wrap - fix it!
quote by Lewis Black
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Epilogue 3
the ozone layer protects
hearts
from greed, rude and
hate
but the mind destroys
it
we're going home for
nothing
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Layer and Layer of dynamite
when teaching of peace
in religion is overtaken
by narrow minded bigotry
when religion fails to work
its primary function, to spread love
layer and layer of suspicion
and hatred start to grow
in the hearts of different faiths
they work like dynamite
and more destructive
than an atom bomb
when detonated, for years
the fires remain burning
invisible but ever ready
like embers to flay into
the worse of flames
the issue of race when
played out for political gains
hatred and suspicion
between the peoples
start to work like layer and layer
of dynamite in a bomb
ever ready to detonate,
burn, scar, and tear
down the basic foundation
of society
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Thin atmosphere
Extreme close range to the sun
Thin ozone layer
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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From a scientific perspective there is some indication that a nuclear war could deplete the earth's ozone layer or, less likely, could bring on a new Ice Age - but there is no suggestion that either the created order or mankind would be destroyed in the process.
quote by Herman Kahn
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Seeing a Clearer Me
layer by layer
i peel so that
like a glass
you can view me
crystal clear as a virgin river
a polished diamond
decades of
practice for those
seasoned fingers
to strike at her core
to bring out those few
beethoven scores
he tuned up the world for
a great watch maker
filing his cog to tighten time
the precision of mind
to keep a universal lie at bay
verse by verse
layer by layer
i peel to get to
the sheen the almighty
laid hidden in me
layer by layer
i peel off the world
to see a clearer me
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Ozone
I'm the kind of guy who likes feelin' high
Feelin' high and dry, and I really like to fly
I'm your kinda guy, girl I'm not too shy
And I want you to fly, so I think you oughta try
Ozone, ozone, ozone, ozone
I'm your kinda guy and I'm not too shy
Feelin' high and dry, and I want you to be mine
So I think it's time, girl, to start feeling fine
Feeling good all the time, so I think you oughta try
Ozone, ozone, ozone, ozone
Now I'm the kinda guy who likes getting high
Getting high and dry, and I do it all the time
If you think it's a crime and you don't wanna try
Something that'll make you high, then I think I'll say goodbye
'cos I'm the kind of guy who likes getting high
Getting high and dry, and I do it all the time
Now I'm much too high, I am high and dry
And I'm feelin fine, I'm feelin good all of the time... (to fade)
song performed by by Kiss
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Visionary Instability
quintessential energy
infused soul
sudden ozone
bolt lightning strikes
activated particles
vibrating whole
directional rhythm
earthing lasers
psychic bite
air earth
fire water
heavy elements
drowning
dragging
under
currents
accelerated processes
peak eternal transfer
infused tone insight
blitz blown asunder
wholeness fragmentation ratio
electroluminescence phobophobia
phoenix pyre regeneration eclipsing
binary ectoplasmic duality amoebia.
quintessential energy
infused receptive soul
permeates ozone sudden
bolt lightning strikes
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
electroluminescence - emission of light resulting from the application of an electric field produced by an alternating current to a layer of a substance such as a layer of phospher.
phobophobia – abnormal fear of fearing, the fear of phobias, the fear of fear, intense anxiety with unrealistic persistent fear of the somatic sensations such as touch temperature body position and pain.
ectoplasmic – a ghostly substance, a form of spirit materialization held to emanate from a spiritual medium communicating with spirits in a trance; or the dense outer layer of the substance cytoplasm that surrounds the nucleus of a cell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Indifference Eating Ozone Layer
global
warming
issue
is an
abused
concept
considering
technology
to safe restore
our Ozone Layer
exists in multiple
forms all unused
remains
abused
unused
at our need
humanities... atmosphere
collective cost
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Summer In Paradise
Way back when well our master plan
Was havin fun fun fun as americas band
Well we came out rockin with rhonda and barbara ann
Singin of surf and sand
Now when we look back over all the fun we had
If our lifestyles over now it sure is sad
We gotta get back to livin without a care
Give me sunshine water and an ozone layer
Paradise is a state of mind
Where mother nature nurtures and man is kind
We need a change now wouldnt it be nice
If we could bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
They chop down the forests
And in their haste leave a trail of destruction
And toxic waste is leavin no one safe
In their home or their habitat
Cant let it go like that
Too much consumption and too much greed
When you consider all the people
That are livin in need
Interdependence in this world is a natural fact
And were all under attack
Its the eve of destruction or so they say
But mankind doesnt have to go that way
If we all get together we can make things right
And we can bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
Surfers recycle now dont you know
Like evryone from california to kokomo
Were gonna keep on rockin
And raisin world consciousness
We gotta fix this mess
Looked in the future and what I saw
Was a world in harmony with natural law
Theres trouble now but it will be alright if we can
Bring back summer
Get us back our summer
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
(paradise)
Summer in paradise (paradise)
Summer in paradise
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Thirteen
At first, this is the face I will show you
Shallow, thin, smooth
Then we feel each other, like some kind of
New found friends, I
Take another layer, and tell you, this is my face,
Some scars, and lines of age, and furrows,
Then we write many emails, and remember
Common things, like a certain familiarity,
Another layer is taken and exposed,
The face of a sick man, with some
Disappointments in his mind,
Some wounds, wrinkles, and so you
Think, are there other layers of faces still
To show,
Deeper, deeper is there another layer to show
Another face of this man?
Yes, there is another layer, more faces
Hidden underneath each layer,
As we go on, learning from ourselves,
And me learning from myself,
I will be digging for more faces,
Because I am never static
I am growing, and for each growth
Like molting
Another face comes out
Soon, I hope, I must come out
With the most beautiful face
The we can be both proud of,
It is just a matter of time
Depending on how well you have loved me
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Faces and layers of faces
At first, this is the face I will show you
Shallow, thin, smooth
Then we feel each other, like some kind of
New found friends, I
Take another layer, and tell you, this is my face,
Some scars, and lines of age, and furrows,
Then we write many emails, and remember
Common things, like a certain familiarity,
Another layer is taken and exposed,
The face of a sick man, with some
Disappointments in his mind,
Some wounds, wrinkles, and so you
Think, are there other layers of faces still
To show,
Deeper, deeper is there another layer to show
Another face of this man?
Yes, there is another layer, more faces
Hidden underneath each layer,
As we go on, learning from ourselves,
And me learning from myself,
I will be digging for more faces,
Because I am never static
I am growing, and for each growth
Like molting
Another face comes out
Soon, I hope, I must come out
With the most beautiful face
The we can be both proud of,
It is just a matter of time
Depending on how well you have loved me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What does the new world hold?
What does the modern new world
hold for us?
Smoke and polluted air to breathe,
the ozone layer burning away
and meadows turning
into to desert and useless dust?
What does the modern new world
hold for us?
Flying gun ships, war planes
and tanks
killing people that believe differently
in far off foreign lands?
What does the modern new world
hold for us?
poem by Gert Strydom
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One difference between God's work and man's is, that, while God's work cannot mean more than he meant, man's must mean more than he meant. For in everything that God has made, there is layer upon layer of ascending significance; also he expresses the same thought in higher and higher kinds of that thought: it is God's things, his embodied thoughts, which alone a man has to use, modified and adapted to his own purposes, for the expression of his thoughts; therefore he cannot help his words and figures falling into such combinations in the mind of another as he had himself not foreseen, so many are the thoughts allied to every other thought, so many are the relations involved in every figure, so many the facts hinted in every symbol. A man may well himself discover truth in what he wrote; for he was dealing all the time with things that came from thoughts beyond his own.
quote by George MacDonald
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Work To Be Done!
my dad
was all about work
'there's work to be done! '
but he didn't have enough fun
a slave to his work ethic
i think it made him mentally sick
jesus doesn't say,
'work, slave! '
he's kind, gentle, brave
bear fruit, he says
naturally
via abiding in him
and his encouraging words
and let his caring, creative father
kindly prune you - trim
then!
more vigor!
more vim!
thanks to you both
for making your home with me
like a contented, happy child
on your knee
may i always be
poem by Harlan Simantel
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Raging Kindness
Suckers of an octopus arm
entwine
like ziplocks
around a bleeding artifact,
for signature erase
on shared bed.
Few oily drops
simmer down
from the wheels,
the raging grief of the centuries.
Arrival had been delayed
of charred remains
of toxic news.
Repair of the ozone layer was garlanded
as a birthday gift.
I did not want the variety of answers.
Snakes and lizards have entered
into the skins of dark men.
You kill a snake,
a bruise comes on the face of the moon.
poem by Satish Verma
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