Laura Ingraham has a poem by Al Gore on her home page. I copy it here:
One thin September soon
A floating continent disappears
In midnight sun
Vapors rise as
Fever settles on an acid sea
Neptune’s bones dissolve
– Al Gore’s climate change poem, “Our Choice”
Al! I am a poet too. Please, I would like to share a haiku I’ve been working on:
Private jets idle and wait
God’s sense of humour
It’s very beautiful when we can share our emotions through the written word. Someone pass me a tissue.
Tanya remarks: Change that last line to “Gore’s sense of humour” and I think we have a winner!