trash like the aftermath of existence
builds like
mountains of ego pride
stingy yet
not giving any lessons of sanity
the cups of
life’s ice-creams
packets of spicy
snacks
builds on
an ice cave of memories lost
silver lining
of a frozen cloud
reverberating
ocean blue inside
an ancient cave
lost under ambitious
stingy mushrooms waiting….
Such a unique take on the prompt...
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ReplyDeletesorry i could not get my comment to post last night so i was testing it...the comparison to mountains of trach and our ego...so apt...i also like the close, that it is waiting...
DeleteThank you so Brian....
DeleteYou brought in the entire junk yard! Wow. When we build on land fill and fake rock, we have to beware sinking beneath it.
ReplyDeleteThe opening lines brought this prompt into another direction ~ I'm waiting to breathe myself ~
ReplyDeleteExcellent. I like 'trash builds like mountains of ego.'
ReplyDeleteTrash as 'ego unchecked' ... fascinating concept. I like this!
ReplyDeletelots going on here - well done
ReplyDelete"reverberating ocean blue inside
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This capture so much!! Great poem thank you for writing!!
Loved the line, "reverberating ocean blue inside." This is a magical poem, and I'm so glad you linked to the Real Toads site. Hope you keep posting with us! Amy (a new Toad)
ReplyDeletewow! if we look deep in our soul we will find many caves like this.
ReplyDeleteI like this--some good comparisons with trash and other things in ours lives. Thanks for posting with Poetry Jam.
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