Disposable

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Disposable

A deep blue paragraph with plastic interruptions
As waves combine with discarded convenience
And the temporary useful continues to churn
A disposable discarding of old

 

She knows the contents without opening
A formality of dismissal towards years gone past
Why she asks..? yet the words blur through tears
When a job is your life why can’t it last?

 

A shape combines with watery life
As random consumption strength that tires
And the sun’s rays shine towards the deep
A wave of swirling plastic Gyre

 

He just couldn’t do it, he screamed inside
A job brought security, a job brought pride
Now he has neither with family in the cold
A disposable discarding of old

 

 (** Inspired by and dedicated to Beverly **)
Beached

Tidal

 

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2 Comments

  1. I’m truly honored. We must have written this on the same mental and emotional plane.

    “A formality of dismissal towards years gone past…
    A shape combines with watery life…
    And the sun’s rays shine towards the deep…
    He just couldn’t do it, he screamed inside”

    The concise, evocative combination of sorrow and beauty is beyond words. I didn’t read this poem: I felt it.

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