Dear Plastic Compost Tumbler
For weeks, I abandoned you
unfed untended unturned
and like a god now I crack
your blow-molded sky wide open
sun silvers new earth
newborn vinegar flies rise—
tiny angels.
3 thoughts on "Dear Plastic Compost Tumbler"
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Excellent use of sound effects throughout. You have a fine ear.
Lovely!
Your technique in this short poem really shines. Love the second line of u’s and cracking the sky open. A god revealing angels. Well done!