Thursday, April 21, 2016

Elephants

In this room full of elephants,
no one forgets
we're gifts
that nobody wanted.
Poachers pirouette
through with drinks
and wait
for the perfect pink.

We're vacant houses on a seller's market
too big
for a family of four.

We're not afraid of mice anymore,
but we've nowhere to fly.

For Shay's prompt at Real Toads

14 comments:

Fireblossom said...

Wasn't it the elephant in "Animal Crackers" who was afraid of mice? Anyway, those elephants in the room take on a life of their own, don't they?

Hannah said...

Those unspoken things...they do grow to large proportions. Powerful as always, MZ.

Gillena Cox said...

Takes me back to a long time reading of Joseph Conrad's "Heart of Darkness"


much love...

De said...

Those last lines are stunners.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

*Wry smile*

Outlawyer said...

Ah charming, but also poignant. k .

Sioux said...

Yes, those elephants in the room are often tough to ignore.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

WOW! All of these elephant poems are blowing my mind!!!!!!! LOVE this. So much!

brudberg said...

So much to love about this... we need much larger rooms for all our elephants...

hedgewitch said...

The opening lines are almost too much truth telling for the mind to wrap around--and that huge void we create for ourselves seems to ring with the alien, yet musical sound of elephants trumpeting, ever more distant, as they walk away.

Magaly Guerrero said...

The last two lines squeeze at my heart...

Kerry O'Connor said...

The elephants in the room. Perfect.

andy said...

i consider a magnificent write kisses

Rommy said...

I like how you played with various portrayals of elephants in the popular consciousness and ended on those two heart breaking lines.