Miasmic Ode – May 15, 2014

‘Miasmic’ Ode

Ecology is a right good thing
We’ve door to door
Pickups now:
Tuesdays and Thursdays
The bio-wastes go
Thursday the ‘un-recyclables’.
Paper and ‘Multimaterials’
Can be taken away at will
You rinse the containers out
And there’s really no smell at all.

But, oh what miasma there is,
When the un-recyclable bin is full
The bag…full of fish packages,
Dirty diapers,
Cat litter and all that stuff …
Is taken away once a week,
The mess inside just ‘matures’
From one Thursday to the next.

The bio waste bin is another …
We call it humid waste,
‘Tis where you put those things
That you didn’t or couldn’t eat …
Coffee grounds keeps down the stench
But still a stench there is …
And the special bags we use,
Leaves a wet residue.

In the winter it’s not so bad …
Summer heat is something else …
The rotting process goes all hog
And the bins begin to reek.
Ecology is a right fine thing
And I don’t mind the sacrifice …
But wish that the recyclables
Were taken away twice a week.

Problems really begin
When you have to add some waste.
You lift the lid of the bins
And gagging aroma escapes,
The kitchen fills up  with odors
That make your stomach turn …

I live in the center of town
Surrounded by other flats
I’ve no outdoors – no composting vats.
We put the waste out in the alley
And we can’t leave them out too long,
The cats have a right hay-day
When the bins are free to explore.

So, I’ll soon have a problem
The odor of summer waste
Delicate, eau de miasma
That will just fill-up the place…

Written for Pooky’s Poems – Poetry Prompt 14

When My Mother lied

Choka
When My Mother Lied

what a shock it was
realizing adults lie
I remember yes
how mom just ignored I’d seen
oh,lost emptiness
the confused sad frustration
not understanding
why the lying fairy-tales
the hypocrisy
pompous pontifications
and slaps I’d get for lying

Free Verse: Leo’s question

Gaia's tearsFree Verse

Leo’s Question

Early morning question:

What is Gaia’s sadness

that has

caused the rain never to stop?

Yes indeed sweet Leo

What has been the event

worse

than any others

throughout history’s

long course

that has caused the rain

to fall constantly these

long, long months!

And

I

heard yesterday that this year

may be a year where we will never see

a summer day!

Cold rain falls yet again

the dark sky oppresses our souls

but there’s something to be said

the flowers continue to grow.

Could it not be

that by chance

Gaia

has seen fit to clean up her house

of all

the garbage we’ve thrown

into the air?

This dark material

invisible to most

fills our lungs daily

killing and maiming

but

there are some who refuse to see

our hand in the workings.

Gaia

cares nothing

of our laments and our comfort

she has so many

to

care for besides us.

Alas dear Leo

we think we are the center

the be all of the Universe

when we are nothing more

than passing masses of atoms

soon come

easily

dispersed.