Sealed in plastic we burn our trash
Smoke raises what remains is ash
Spread and buried in fallow fields
Fall into spring green crops it yields
The body defiled the spirit pure
To earth a whore in heaven demure
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good write friend
Thank you Norman your read and comment are always most appreciated.
much enjoyed
An ongoing bother at how we abuse our planetππ»ποΈ
Thank you Cryptic for your read and take on this poem it is always not only welcome but appreciated my friend
Always welcome dear friend ππ»ποΈ
Plastic, it must be the most dangerous material in the world.
Most of it coming from one country, most of it going into landfill.
Probably every fish swimming has digested it, and every human eating that fish likewise.
Thanks so much Paul yes we live in a plastic world, eat it drink it and in the end get bagged in it. Appreciate the read my friend
Soren, I connect with the way this looks at transformation without making it clean or comforting. Sometimes what becomes fertile again first has to pass through something ugly. Powerful write, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thanks my friend the discarded of one the value of another. The demeaned becomes the valued.
A stark meditation on the cycle of pollution, death, and renewal. The ending is really interesting, contrasting the defiled body with the pure spirit and showing the difference between earthly life and heaven.
Thank you Soheil for the read and interpretation it is most valued and appreciated
You are welcome. I truly appreciate your kind words.
We are nothing but micro plastified sinnrs who will atone in a black hole !
Thanks Lorenz filled with microplastics ensures our longevity.
Healthy corpses...
Seems that everything goes to dust eventually:
Even ourselves.
An enjoyable Read.
Thanks Kevin I appreciate the review and kind words
Your Welcome.
That defoliation will never stop soren but we can but hope.
Andy
Thank you my friend for the read and understanding it is valued and appreciated
This is one of your better ones. Purely enjoyed.
Thanks so much I do appreciate your review and most generous comment
Okay I enjoyed this poem. I like stories told in very few words. It allows the reader to think about what is being told. :3 tho I am way to stupid to understand what is being said.
Also I just read your bio and I literally donβt know if to take it seriously?
Cause like the accordion is the best instrument.
Thanks Butter for the read and comment both most appreciated and valued. Yes every word of the bio is literally true it is just the surface but it was getting much too long. Love the accordion tried to learn to play it but only got the right hand down the buttons on the left for chords puzzled me so stuck to the piano.
Kinda real tho, it is rather hard to play with both hands. It takes time and in all honesty Iβm really bad at the wonderful instrument but love it to much. :3
And I rather enjoy what you write.
You are very kind Butter
:3 thanks
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