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Micro-Garbage or Micro-Trash Urban Dictionary

Thanks to my daughter’s use of “micro-garbage”, I made a submission to Urban Dictionary. Even if they don’t approve it, here’s the definition!

Micro-garbage, micro-trash in urban dictionary

Micro-garbage, aka micro-trash: Small pieces of plastic and other non-biodegradable litter and garbage that annoyingly show up even in forests, beaches, parks, and gardens. Examples include cig butts; bottle tops; plastic tape from cardboard boxes; gum wrappers; broken glass; fast food anything (wrappers, cups, lids, straws, styrofoam containers, condiment packages).  Take a deep look at any nature setting and see how many small pieces of garbage litter the ground and plants. (Then, pick it up!)

Examples of micro-garbage in a sentence:

The wildflower patch was so full of micro-garbage that we couldn’t enjoy the beauty until we’d picked up the junk.

My walk on the park trail was disturbed by the micro-trash littering the bushes.

By the end of our walk in the woods, our pockets and backpacks were stuff with micro-garbage.

She laughed at my nature-loving attitude, saying: “Your yard is full of micro-garbage!”

Individual Responsibility Environmentalism: Free Verse

I’m called tree hugger,
greener,
environmentalist,
eco-warrior.

I call myself
those names, too.
But when I see
red-faced screamers
demanding that
governments and nations
make accords,
do something,
force compliance,
I back away.

Giving government
more power
is not where I’ll waste
my waste-fighting
eco-warrior
energies.

Haven’t we learned
from Muir,
Thoreau,
Leopold,
and others?

They DID,
and they wrote
about what they DID.
Movements started
with the power of
DOING,
with the power
of words.

They introduced others
to the beauty
and wonder
and peace,
and joy
found in God’s Creations,
in Mother Nature.

They partnered
with God,
with Nature,
to help folks,
the common man and woman,
feel love for
and wonder at
all God’s creations.

Because how will I
partner with,
love,
and protect
a creation
I’ve never experienced?

This was prompted by an essay on individual responsibility in environmentalism.

Late Spring Night, Utah Lake: Revolutionary Email Free Verse Poem

It is said there are
ten reasons
Walking barefoot can
Heal you
And connect you
With Earth Mother
And her vibe
And her nurturing
And her love,
So you can feel whole
And connected
And in tune again.
Footprints and piled clothes: Sandy Beach, Utah Lake, May 2015
I take off my shoes
And leave footprints
In the sand.
I walk out
To the lake water’s edge.
I feel
The universal harmonic
Healing,
Putting me in sync.

The rest of my clothes
Follow and pile
On my shoes.
My glasses,
Too,
So no one can see me.

My toe marks
in the lake
Are quickly scoured
clean
By wavelets
And my wake
As I walk
And walk
And walk
To where my knees
Stay damp.

In the half moonlight
I guess
I look like a white blob
As I lean back
between her cold breasts,
into her firm stomach
And let her
Wash over me
And around me
And through me,
And connect me
And harmonize me
And cleanse me.

I stand.
She
And the east wind
shrink me
So much into myself
That I feel me
In me
And know who I am
As part of her
And it
And all.

Natural Noise: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse

Ice crack at sunset, Lake Winneconne, WisconsinBOOM!!
You know what it is.
You’ve heard it before.

It’s lake ice
cracking,
contracting,
expanding,
shoving
and shelving.

Never that loud.
Never rattling the windows.
Never shaking the house
and your chair.
Never that violent.
Nature at her best.
Coolest.

BOOM!
You run outside,
look up,
making certain
it’s not a cold war
jet,
no “bombs bursting
in air”,
BOOM!

You walk over
next door,
look inside,
talk to the construction guys,
making sure
they didn’t blow up.

The BOOM!crashrattleshake
you heard
is what you thought.
You’re part
of the freezin’
season.

But even though
you know,
the BOOM!
still surprised
and scared you.

Just for a moment.
Just a little.

Your heart beats fast,
BOOM!,
boom,
boom,
until you learn
for certain,
it’s just Mother Nature
playing percussion.

Cool.
Real cool.