Sunday, September 12, 2010

Reflection


The cool shadow of trees
Lays down against a warm afternoon
Some roses behind a fence
Left perplexed,
Between getting smelled to public
And buried beneath the shadow
Controversy remains a title
Like a funny cowboy selling
Boots to golf players…

As I’m witnessing those scenes
Trying to understand the language,
Something pure and virgin to my luggage
A single crow crosses the park
Declaring the news:
Trees, shadows, afternoon and roses;
Condominiums are Evil;
Crawling and invading…

A pause spiced out with tension
Inhibiting my interpretation.
Got back to the traffic
Of the language I don’t…I can’t
Understand.
Dear Audience:
The Human Being Stands.


k-man
03/17/09
Charlotte,NC

1 comment:

Meriem said...

I Liked so much this poem....so deep! (meriem)