Posted in NaPoWriMo...30 poems in 30 days!


Day 22. Write a poem that invokes a specific object as a symbol of a particular time, era, or place.

I visit the landscape of childhood
imprinted with golden light

barefaced against the skies
baobabs stand monumental in my memory

the scribbled pages of youth
glow in soft moods of yesterday

remembering only blue backdrops and a yellow sun
bare limbs stretched out across the azure
they will forever hold my secret longing

their bulky presence beckons me back to those halcyon days
when life was simple and joy was unfinished…

I have carved my name
into the bark of these dreams
where even the rocks have called for my return

perhaps in another life
the soil of these memories
will be satisfied…

Image courtesy of PixaBay

This is a reworked piece, a memorable time
when I was a child and lived in Zimbabwe,
these imposing trees dotted the landscape.
They still remind me of that time and that place!


I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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