colored chunks of glass on the shore
smooth from the waves undulations
pulled up from the ocean floor
gleaming like jewels in the sun
in what appears to be a pristine beach
but isn’t, it’s littered with trash
a picturesque setting with broken glass
marred by the reality of the incongruity
of the dumped glass’s original source
trash heap to attraction for tourists
who have no remorse
100 words –
What you call trash is another person’s treasure. Be not proud throwaway consumer, for you created trash as surely as Auguste Rodin was a sculptor without peer.
Leftovers have a future when imagination is given free rein. Digging through ancient trash gives us insights into other cultures and what they used on a daily basis. It puts us in touch with the common man who history rudely ignores in favor of kings and queens.
Alley cats fight over scraps of food mingled with trash.
What a tale my trash tells until my wife can stand it no longer, and yells!
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