The Reflection
The Reflection
The high definition television screen
Played a movie of the world opposite it
I delighted in my real-time cinema
As I snacked on an assortment of insects
Buried in the rotten wooden frames
Now, in my television set
I saw the most beautiful white dove
Seeming to have always been there
Strangely mimicking my every move
Yet, oblivious of my presence
I cocked my head to the left and right
Surprise! surprise! She cocked hers too
I moved my neck both up and down
Surprise! surprise! She moved hers too
Aww! Such a playful little dove
"Hello friend", I’d suddenly said
In an obvious offer of my friendship
Her lips moved, but my voice was heard
Again, and again, I tried and I tried
Yet, I was treated with the same disdain
“You have two choices my dear dove
A place by my side to enjoy my world
Shaded from the heat of the tropical sun
Or, I’ll kick you hard off this window sill
So, friend or foe, which shall it be?”
The silent mimicry now boiling my blood
I huffed and puffed like a mythical dragon
Clawing and pecking, I kicked and slapped
At nothing but my reflection in the mirror
of the highly polished window glass
May 7, 2017
Copyright © Sandison Jumbo | Year Posted 2017
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