Abandoned by humans, trash to treasure.
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
A world of wonder waits, in jewelry's sway,
Amazing can, a treasure to behold,
A repository of secrets, stories untold.
With every piece, a tale unfolds,
Of craftsmanship and art, of dreams and gold,
The can, a vessel, holds within its might,
A universe of sparkle, a celestial light.
Earrings that dance, like stars in the night,
Necklaces that shimmer, with a gentle, loving light,
Rings that whisper of promises and vows,
Bracelets that sing, with a melodic, ethereal glow.
In this amazing can, a treasure trove lies,
A collection of wonders that touch the skies,
Each piece a masterpiece, a work of art divine,
A testament to the beauty that's truly sublime.
The can, a keeper, of memories and dreams,
A guardian of moments, that forever it seems,
Will shine and sparkle, like the jewels it holds,
A symbol of love that never grows old.
So let us marvel at this amazing can,
A treasure chest of jewelry's magic span,
For in its depths, we find a world of enchantment true,
A realm of wonder, where beauty shines anew.
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Author:
Friendship (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have a passion for creating and designing unique items from recycled materials, which brings me immense relaxation and peace. In the things people throw away, I see beauty and an opportunity for my imagination to run wild. Some of the designs in the photo are examples of the one-of-a-kind pieces I've created, including jewelry and ornaments from soda cans.
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Comments3
Good write and pics F.
Thank you
A poem that speaks of taking the discarded and unwanted and transforming them into something useful and a piece of art to be displayed. The process itself is pleasurable and fulfilling and elevates the artist as well. Nicely written
Thank you
My friend, this is a hymn to small miracles. An abandoned can becomes a celestial vault, holding stars, vows, and shimmer. The ordinary turned extraordinary…that’s the heart of it. Gentle, bright, and sincerely celebratory. I love this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you, Tristan. I appreciate you stopping by to read my poem, but most of all, I appreciate your feedback, my friend.
Most welcome, my friend.
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