Stomping the Big Ozarka Bottle Flat
Recycling makes me think
of bio-mass and critical mass
and mass extinctions
as my imaginary dolphin friend
chokes on the plastic rings
of a six pack.
I dream of benzene rings
and polymer shrouds
and endless coal fires
under earth.
Periclean Greeks
had no plastics
just littered the world
with tragedies.
of bio-mass and critical mass
and mass extinctions
as my imaginary dolphin friend
chokes on the plastic rings
of a six pack.
I dream of benzene rings
and polymer shrouds
and endless coal fires
under earth.
Periclean Greeks
had no plastics
just littered the world
with tragedies.
Beautiful end! Enjoyed. Fav.
Love that last stanza. Fav.
Enjoyed this, Gary. Great closing. *
So light but so thoughtful.
I always enjoy your point of view.
The power of a moment, a single reaction uncoiling and expanding. Love it.
Thank you all very much for reading and the comments.
Faved. A lot in a small poem.
Nice.
Thank you, Amanda and Clark.
I agree with Sam - nicely worked.
Thank you, Neil.
Really liked how you pulled this together in the end.*
Thank you, Gary.