The tip

The tip

The tip trip

The trip to the tip

Recycling that

Which once was crammed

Into the face of the earth

Can now be revered

For those seeking redemption

Enter the recycling reverie

The tip of human endeavour

Oh consumer of all

A cathedral of waste

Those tombs of the dead

Rubble, metal, paint

And tyred mausoleums

Queue up and pay your respects

Atone and do penance

Shuffling head bowed

Weighted redistribution of sin

Absolved and vindicated

Feel better and lighter

A good deed done

And room in the house

But faith faltering

This is still not enough.

 

© Jennifer Winterburn

 

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2 thoughts on “The tip

  1. Great to see you ‘back’. I often think of you as I pass Silsden sign on the way to you know where!
    I chose to do a ‘poem’, of sorts, last Sat at Ilkley Lit Festival – my most recent post if you want a laugh – eccentric dress for eccentric poem 😂

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