the bamboo poles
stood mute and naked
near the corner mirror
deaf to the talk,
cold against
the warm hugs
it witnessed,
unable to understand
our journey,
the laughter,
the learning
filling the room,
standing there stiffly
unable to speak of
its own journey
from China
to India
to here
its green leaves
ripped away
and its stories
silenced
in its travels
now left naked
and mute
reflecting back to us
a journey
we’re unable
to understand.
~ cj 2012.09.26
We were given five minutes to write and four words we had to include – naked, bamboo, mirror, and India. This is what I came up with. I had a BLAST doing this! 🙂
Here’s a picture of the bamboo in the corner.
