
A mountain of trash blocks out the sky.
The clouds gather, I hope it doesn’t rain
Plastic waste piled high, one upon the other.
I can’t tell if that is my motherboard within the mix
Will it all tumble down upon me?
There are plastic wires and covers, cut, loose and free
Perspective changes everything.
This is for a dVerse prompt: I would like you to draw inspiration from the following artworks by Indian artists and write a poem inspired by any one.
I chose the artwork above. I hope you enjoy. 😊
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Shared guilt. We built this mountain. What now? Nice write Stew 👏
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The only thing you can do in the present with guilt is fix with you can and try not to do something like it again. Thank you so much for reading Shaun. 😊
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Love the title and your perspective!
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Thank you so much! 😁
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Motherboard/Mother Earth…
Whether that’s your motherboard or not, we all have some ownership in that heap.
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And we all have at least a little bit of ownership to clean it up. Thank you for reading! 😊
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We are drowning in our own creation.
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There’s never enough until it’s too much. Thanks for reading Bjorn! 😊
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My perspective of your poem ~~~? thought-provoking, deep as the art you chose.
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Thank you so much Helen. That’s a wonderful perspective. 😁
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