Jennifer's Poetry Corner
Driftwood can be seen on the seashores of
Trinidad & Tobago (among other places) drifted
unto the shores
from the sea where it was
somehow thrown. It is a treasured piece of
nature that I grew up taking for granted... until I
could not find it anymore. It represents different
things for different people. For me, it represents
life and the places we eventually end up.
Rumble and tumble,
back and forth,
Time was when I was young and strong;
Swinging and swaying in the gentle breeze...
My vistors were weary, they needed me.
One stormy night, I was torn from my mother;
Thrown to the ground, no mercy was shown,
I was kicked and I was stepped over,
Unwanted and useless could this be the end?
Someone picked me up, and threw me to sea...
It was cold and wet and rough to boot,
Over and over, I tossed and turned;
Piece by piece, my skin I lost...
One sunny day I was washed ashore,
She saw beyond my rough exterior,
She had to rescue me...
Many miles I
then I was cleaned and polished,
Now I'm the beautiful piece of ornament;
Sitting on a mantle... Admired and cherished,
I've reached my destiny,I am a work of art...
I am a driftwood,
can't you tell?
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