Among the giant jacks
I rest and gazed upon the skies then
many years ago
the sun could only play hide and seek
he felt defeated then
as the giant jacks reached the skies then
now I hide in the AC
gaze upon corners of walls
and plastic trees
caught among the concrete
as the sun scorches the earth
my imagination grows thin
the giant jacks will I ever see them again?
D Karunakalage (in loving memory of giant jack trees who filled my lungs with fresh air, my stomach with their fresh fruit when I was in my hometown) Image credits Imagem de Nandhu Kumar por Pixabay
2 thoughts on “Among the giant jacks”
Really nicely written… Of course you can meet them again… simply go out and visit them… They are (hopefully) still overthere… The only sad problem is that it will propably not make such big impact anymore… As a child we experience things much different… Seeing things for the first time is special… magical… with the years wisdom comes but the magic of a childs perception fades away… Ah now I stop… You are the poet overhere not me 🙂
They were very very old trees…even back then…I returned to see them after I left the place…they were no more…now they live only in my memories.
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