Landfill Poems - Poems about Landfill

They dive and circle as if in hypnotic state, Tiny wrens, and ravens, and coal black crows. When trucks dumps their loads, the flurry of fowl contemplate Savory morsels or just household throws. The noise of large tractors, and of sharp shrills and caws, Of wild wings flapping over a landfill, The thrown scraps from a table bring the birds to...

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Mountains of trash piled high in the air The stench of rot from everywhere Precious topsoil stripped away To make room for more garbage The amount grows larger day by day So what do we do when the landfill gets full Why then we build houses or even a school Somewhere over the landfill New homes will rise They will have...

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My pulse quickened As tears streamed down my face I felt my soul race Notes rising from discarded bits Yanked out of plastic bags from decaying pits Skin sun baked and bleeding splits Garbage, hand formed into instruments So that these deaf ears might trace The spectacle of true dignity that poverty can't erase Theirs is a world far removed from manicured lawns and lace Strings and...

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When Fed-Ex delivered my package today, I opened it up, to my dismay.... cardboard, paper, stuffing, galore, Styrofoam nuggets all over the floor! There was plastic bubble, and cellophane wrap, it took a broom to clear the trash! I dug around to look inside, the "Fort Knox" seal, was no surprise! A brand new game, it's time for fun,...

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There must be a place for broken dreams— A landfill of harrowed hearts, cried-out eyes. A place of forsaken hopes, senseless scenes That evolves with each generation's rise. There must be a place for broken dreams— For vows revoked, loves lost, trusts betrayed. It serves well when life strains at the seams, And the margins of our emotions are frayed. There must be...

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Turbulant radient red sky with sheet swirl mashed potato cloud mush peered lazily through a curious brown haze of dirty armpit fizz, enlisted somewhere bewteen a prebeginning solar start dot deposit burst peak and a futuristic nuclear waste singulsr hand mitten all in lieu of a sadeyed slowburn glowing tuxedo-still and looking on with rolled up flannel sleeve gross passivity. I slurped...

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Another big package arrived today! I opened it up, and to my dismay.... Cardboard and stuffing, and so much more Styrofoam nuggets all over the floor There was plastic bubble, and cellophane wrap It took a broom to clear the trash I dug around to look inside All sealed and tight. No big surprise!! It needs a battery to make it run But...

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ever drifting,ever shifting sifting through the mountainous debris it often seems they never rest like snow upon the crown of Everest are the gulls of turnkey....

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