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Or callousness — or carelessness — or couldn’t-care-less
waves no longer harness, caress.
Destination wilderness —
swathes of plastic sheeting
that once trapped sunshine
plastic plant pots for cash crop
mess of plastic twine.
Or callousness — or carelessness — or couldn’t-care-less
waves no longer harness, caress.
Your metaphor spills
from land to sea, kills
for I have no filter for its imagery.
Washed from sea to strand, land —
lifeless.
Or callousness — or carelessness — or couldn’t-care-less
waves no longer harness, caress.
Yet without me —
the world is wanting
the world is less.
JEANETTE ABENDSTERN
Jeanette Abendstern lives in Dumfries. She belongs to High Street Writers and to Rubble, Riot, Chaos, Brain. 21st-century Poetry is edited by Andy Croft, email [email protected].
