Sitting in boxes
Boxes of
Phones
TVs
News
Step out
Step away
Time is dwindling
There is much more
To this world than us
- Author: James Michael (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 4th, 2022 22:05
- Comment from author about the poem: An hourglass structure.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
Comments3
'even Turtles, have taken
to swimming ashore, adorned
with our waste, in their fight
to save, their
'way of life'...'
(a great message, dear Poet)
We can still witness the glory of Mother Nature. I believe there will be a time when she can heal. Possibly when our population diminishes.
Thanks for the comment and fave L.B.
The world is even made even more crowded with the garbage we produce. Thanks for sharing.
You must see past the barrage of destruction we are causing. There will be a reset for our planet, I’m certain of this.
Thanks for the visit fellow bard.
Been a minute, my friend! I hope you are faring well in these stormy seas.
This work of yours makes me think fondly of how my last wish is to be returned to the earth. The eco-burial movement fascinates me greatly. There’s some places that can make you into dirt! It would be lovely to return as a tree, or perhaps a flower.
Thanks for dropping in, it has been a minute or two. I’ve been very busy living outside of my boxes, including this duh-vice. This poem popped in my noggin while on vacation to NYC, DC and the ocean. Time is running out. Don’t let your boxes restrain the possibilities this world has to offer you.
Changed things up a bit on this one for clarity.
Returning to dirt and coming back as a tree or a flower would be ideal! Take care and enjoy life!
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