Best Recycle Poems
The grasshopper left the corn
For the dawn of the baobab tree
The elders brought flowers
For the floor of the ages past
And the door of ages to come
Grasshopper's heart stridulated
In awe. Its mandibles move
To shred its doubt in questions.
The elders stood silent
Before the open palm spooning
The eyes for a taste of wisdom:
"Patience," said the elders.
The elders ears buzzed
With the sounds of futile wings
Longing for the flight of freedom
"Grow your conscience," spoke
The elders in the morning smoke
Of dew where the heart
Of flora and fauna is burning.
And I was left nothing there
But corn blades bitten bare
To the ground, and a path
Through the desert sands of wrath
That beckons me to where
I will sit in the elders' chair
Weaving syllables out of air
And searching for reason
Beside the stillness of the heart.
I am the recycled question
Waiting for answer in a flower's
Bed sown with eyes of treason.
I'll write my fears on bathroom stalls for all the people to see.
The people I refuse to miss in cities that refuse to miss me.
Refuse, Refuse, Refuse, Refuse,
Reuse, Reuse, Reuse, Reuse,
Ruse, Ruse, Ruse, Ruse.
I lied.
Recycle
Everything
Cans
Yams
Crates
Letters
Everything
Because every time you recycle
Life starts another cycle
The flowers will spring up
The landfills will disappear
And Earth can remain beautiful
Now that I've got your attention
Here's what I really intend to mention
One of the most vital resources to uplift our nation
Has been warehoused and stored in suspended animation
The wise men and woman who constitute our brain trust
Have been put out to pasture to collect dust, to rust
Among many cultures that constitute our country's formation
The elders of former tribes and clans held the highest stations
The wisdom they've learned in their lifetimes of living
Was esteemed by youth and cherished when given
They also embody skills and talents and abilities
To pass on to posterity to grow our communities
Why do we view our elders as out of style
When their experience and knowledge is perpetually fertile
It was their foresight and vision that brought us thus far
And they built the foundation to achieve our tomorrows
We forget they once knew the youth we know now
And learned from mistakes we've yet to learn how
Our seniors know sexy, hip, smooth and cool
And despite what we think they're not easily fooled
If we're smart as we think we would seek their wise counsel
Otherwise, to match their life achievements is doubtful
Oh right, Green...the color of life, renewal, harmony and growth
The recycling of life from youth to old to youth to old to youth...
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Reduce pollution
Everyday by using
Common sense
You can recycle soda
Cans, scrap metal, paper, and many other items
Littering should cease to cause the
Earth to have more inner peace.
We dump waste
To recycle, remade or reuse
But we hide our feelings deep in the heart
Never mean for recycling
Happiness to be appreciated, to be remembered
And sadness to be discarded
Or to be transformed into an experience or a lesson
We keep our knowledge in mind
Never to be polished after retirement
But the world is changing every minute
Some old knowledge have to be
Recycled, improved, reused or discarded
We adopted old habits and beliefs
Without ever dropping them
But old habits and beliefs have to be sieved
Those beneficial and true remain
Recycling will yield experience, new knowledge and truth
Which will indeed lead to a happier life
DO YOU WANT TO HELP? PLEASE DO!
YOU, your friends, all of YOU!
WANT to, let it be in your hearts' to WANT
TO spread the word, you must want TO
HELP to stop pollution, nature's begging for our HELP
PLEASE, help folks to understand plastics can kill us too, PLEASE
DO make it known, all life faces extinction, please DO!
DO YOU WANT TO HELP? PLEASE DO!
YOU, yes, you read the news, we must all act, yes, YOU
WANT it, let's make it work, spread the word, make all WANT!
TO help nature right our wrongs, we all must want TO
HELP by recycling waste, believe, it will HELP!
PLEASE, heed nature warnings, scientist too, PLEASE
DO it for our childrens' children, please DO!
The bold text and capitalisation only used in this the first example of the amended format of this epanalepsis piece.
Take a stand and save the world
Recycle that plastic bottle
Help clean up the ocean
And join in the battle
Reduce your use of single use
Commit to end the waste
Reduce the ocean garbage patch
Deliberately make haste
The coral reefs are dying
All around the world
In twenty years they might be gone
If we remain unconcerned
So take a stand and pick it up
Buy yourself a reusable cup
A sweet marriage turned sour, had to be tossed in the trash
Wooden emotions of affection, anger burned love into ash
Marital memories put in the attic, placed in boxes covered with dust
Two cancerous affairs of the heart metastasize into fidelity distrust
Second mortgage is under water, swamped in bills ... no levee cash
Wedded bootleggers drown sorrows drinking the moonshine mash
A once healthy marriage died yesterday, got buried in divorce
Resurrected maiden name celebrates, in a singles bar of course
See ample proof,
Echoes now ground;
Ask to know truth,
Seek to feel sound;
Opt with sure heart,
Note how to find,
Sum comes with start.
Reach to align,
Effort reaps pay,
Claim a right poise;
Yield to fond play,
Cheer funds sweet choice;
Live well this time,
Expand grand chimes.
Leon Enriquez
11 February 2015
Singapore
Hidden in the recycle bin,
I found your resentment towards yourself-
To desire my love is no more, fine?
For your failure, you blame yourself,
And forgetfully, you forgive me mine?
We travelled together far in time
To the future, past and back in the now
Our stories, written together, yet so different-
Have you never wondered how?
When I said deadness, you heard boredom
I’m but a story-teller, lacking in wisdom!
Believing what was imagined,
I forgot what I once believed-
That poetry was only an escape
That, to you belongs my soul-scape!
My present wasn’t a vain gesture
It was a submission of my soul
But life has a rough texture
It sure takes its toll…
Take this new surge of poetry
And take my life
For, the words are wont to buzz
Till my sun sets…or “Alzheimer’s” sets in!
What to sacrifice first?
A lawn ornament I never liked.
It looks fantastic in the neighbor's kitchen.
Secondly, I threw out a drum I have not played in forty years.
The neighbors called to let me hear their son beating on it.
He was having the best time ever; too bad it was three a.m.
The joy though! I told them, not convincing them.
They did not call back. Maybe pouting a little?
Sixteen bags of clothing went.
A guy snapped up six of them to take to his mother who quilts.
Five bags went to a family who was going to make a tent.
They came back two days later for the other five bags, but alas....
They had gone home with a hat maker, who had been delighted.
He had a multi-handicapped son, and material is expensive!
I threw out so much faux Tupperware, it was crazy.
The kids down the block built an igloo out of them.
It got taller every day. Pretty soon it was a bunch of igloos.
When they began building a wall I started dropping my plastic off.
They were delighted, sending me a thank you note.
So they got more of my cast off stuff, and they incorporated
Every bit of it into their little plastic town.
I enjoy seeing my neighbors enjoy my hand offs.
Too bad I am dragging their stuff home now too.
We are doing a bit of a barter now.
Everyone trying to unload their stuff.
I scored a pan with only the smallest hole yesterday.
I plan to turn it into the prettiest little chrome planter.
It can sit next to my pink flamingo wearing a little red hat
I fashioned out of the hem of a Christmas tree skirt
I brought back from my own pile yesterday.
Nature's the beginning and end of life
Consummate wisdom nature recycles
Summer's zenith fecundity is rife
Orbital spin seasonal revival.
Spring and summer glorious renaissance
Freshly beautiful with colours galore
My heart uplifted a joyful response
Magnificent moments to be adored.
Orbital spin brings autumn and winter
Orange rust debris falls littering ground
Recycled autumn, weather turns bitter
We are riding nature's merry-go-round.
Snow softly falling white landscape relished
Deep winter sleep, nature rejuvenates
Spring will arrive buoyantly replenished
All fate does Mother Nature orchestrate.
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Recycling and reusing, it's time to take a stand
For our world and our future, let's give Mother Earth a helping hand
We've got plastic and cloth, that can do so much good
So let's recycle and reuse, like responsible folks should
Plastic bags and bottles, don't throw them away
They can be transformed, and repurposed in a new way
Maybe a new bag, or even some patio furniture
When we recycle and reuse, the possibilities are pure adventure
Clothes are another, that can be saved from the dump
Just because they're out of style, doesn't mean they're a chump
Donate them to those in need, or even swap with a friend
Reusing clothes is smart, as it helps resources extend
Recycling and reusing, it's a noble thing to do
Let's all come together, and make this our value
For our planet and its people, let's make a stand
Recycling and reusing, a future we can all understand.
I
Since Martin Luther
It's rather simple
Only One Savior
Not Mother, Angel,
W. Branham or Joanna Southcott!
Sins antidote: Jesus's Blood
II
Born in 1750, Southcott
At 64 claimed pregnancy
With Messiah "Shiloh"
This "Panacea" christianity
Led to her death: delusion
Even claiming 144,000 only
Was the number to be saved
From Earth? Heresy is recycled, sadly!
But not plastic & polluting rubbish
Especially in my South Africa
NOTE: since Luther, a simple equation can help Christians, fur Jesus needs help from NO M/OTHER, angel, or false Messiahs (some 40 in Jewish Encyclopaedia):
Jesus + 0 = Salvation
Note 2: if your "Jesus" needs help from any other force, that Jesus is not God, so worship that superior force, & God is merciful (if/when we truly don't know better). Shalom shalom Blessings