A Poem About Recycling Poem by Paul Hansford

A Poem About Recycling

Rating: 2.4

My ultimate ambition in life
is to be recycled. When I die
I shall not be put
with the newspapers, plastic bottles,
glass (separated into green, brown and white) ,
cans and aluminium foil
into the box to be collected
on alternate Mondays
- that is not dignified
for a human,
and besides it is unhygienic.
But recycled I will be
into soil and air,
beetle, centipede and blackbird,
and the blossom
that every year comes
and fades.
I'll be back.

Susan Jarvis 29 April 2009

Humour with a pinch of pathos - I love it! By the way, is your middle name Arnie? S ;)

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Sathyanarayana M V S 29 April 2009

We'll all be back; but not in the same body (mutable) but as the same soul in another body. Nice poetry, with unmistakable humour.

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Chris G. Vaillancourt 12 October 2009

I love the style of this poem, it is very creative and unique

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Sonya Florentino 14 July 2009

you had me laughing by the second line! And I'm sure you'll be back!

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Jacqui Thewless 09 July 2009

This one I like. A lot. Scratch the veneer of every politically conformist Englishman and this is what you get: the yearning for the woods, the fens, the un-charted miles..

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Anjali Sinha 10 May 2009

yes we all know you will be back a gentle remindar to all 'thou art dust and unto dust thou shalt return' an excellent write--I liked it thanks for sharing

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Chitra - 02 May 2009

cosmic all through...the higher spirit within us and its dynamics well said

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