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Eulogy for a Bonsai
I have to come clean as I return to see
your ashen corpse and dried leaves
My survival became more important than yours
but now I feel badly.
Humans choose to love their own selves
More than anyone they choose to love
Don’t believe what they say in their poems
I loved you because you would tempt me
to hear the silent moment
I will never forget your beautiful nebari
Funny, I learned that word when I met you
I put you under the cruel sun and fed you
It worked as long as we were together
We were both once green and authentic
We come from the same mother
I wish she had given you feet and legs
Then like me, you might still be alive
She put us in a tea cup of naive cruelty
Well-meant intentions cannot sustain life.
Maybe my departure made you wish to be dead
I once wished for that too
Copyright ©
Gary Baldwin
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