Microcosms of the universe;
even in ashes or dust
we shall be
one with nature.
Yet…
We are intruders.
Destroyers of habitat,
polluters of sky and sea.
Determined to disturb nature’s balance
for our own gratification;
to our own demise.
We don’t belong.
W3 Prompt #105: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Destiny, prompts us to: “Compose a free verse poem of no more than 12 lines on the theme of ‘belonging’.”
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Beautiful photo and poem, JJJ!
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Thank you, Amy!😊
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belonging to nature…. yet !
a sad reality and so well expressed…
thank you 🌷🤍🙏
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Thank you, Destiny!😊
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so welcome 🤍🌷
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Too true. Well written, JJJ 👏
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Thank you, Lesley!😊
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*sad sigh* That’s how it seems, isn’t it, Jenn? 😦
~David
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Yes, unfortunately. We don’t seem to fit in with the natural order of things. Thanks, David.
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A powerful write. 🙂
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Thank you!😊
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Oh! This one is sharp and true! It felt like throwing knives hitting their mark!
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Thank you, Val!😊
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Hi, Jenn! 👋🏻
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3 is now live, and it’s hosted by our wonderful Punam Sharma!
https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/05/08/w3-prompt-106-weave-written-weekly/
Enjoy!
Much love,
David
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