in

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Waiting for the day

in the dustbin

where the bunnies

collect

dust bunny gatherings

with marshmallows

and sticks

a fire burning

in the dustbin

but the doorway

where the bunnies wait.

Until then the wind

blows

fills the air

with bunny parts

and the sound

of marshmallows screaming

as the fire

burns

the last of the sound

newly minted silence

in the corner

by the dustbin

without dust bunnies now.

  • Have you ever stopped and realized that things had changed that you thought were the same?

    • Yes
    • No

What do you think?

13 points
Legend

Written by DocAndersen

I am a long time blogger and technology poster.I focus on what is possible, but I also try to see what is coming. In recent years I have been focused on sharing the memories of my family, as part of my Family History Project.

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  1. We get plenty of change, all the time, yesterday’s possessions becomes tomorrows junk.
    I somehow see some business man with his hand on his son with long hair say to him,”someday son this will all be yours!”
    In the background,
    a pile of junk.
    Recycling may be a necessity in the future..

    • I love that – Percy Blythe Shelley wrote Ozymandias, my all time favorite poem about the exact scenario you described!

      Look upon my works ye mighty and despair
      but as far as the travelers could see, there was only sand!

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