AREA CODEs OF DISHONOR

this poem is inspired by a giant 298-million-year-old forest I read about discovered under china,

 

I wonder if Buddha’s mother would care to see

tradition export Asia’s givers at porcelain face value

of a female souled

then, give those girls to jaded travesties 

for the promise of American soil    

give them over with false hope 

to the other side of the sun

where human trafficking

  is sex servitude 

and

freedom lies 

in possibilities

plastic bottle lined  oceans

  groping a coastal

current

each tear can't get through    

 the toxic movement

 it washes up on the shore  

 flogging the natural of zen

 

cut and no longer black 

she's a bleach blonde

Chinese girl,

because that's what they want

defeated length  

here, hair hangs in her face

and crashes eyes    

as she brushes each short 

tangle aside

no longer long and hanging down her back

and she hums a mantra from the old country  

one from the temple

where the Bonsai tree at noon

flung the red sun

read between her feet 

in shadow blooms

she was youth and innocent

then

now

when those thoughts

of home go too deep 

they create roots

defining fire  

in a lotus blossom

ready to burn

communicates like trees when a 

forest fire starts,   

yet, increases life production

 eventually situational

 in ash turns  

a protection mechanism

the forest learns through a system

of tunnels, some 298 billion years old  

sacrificing self for new growth

buried below  

and a father uses those  

same reeds from the tree

that was saved 100 miles away in Mongolia,

to beat his son, to teach him little girls

are servants not heirs and incapable of love

seeding hate with tears

 that soil the shaken ground

Reviews

[Robin]

you have ignited thought , peering over the clouded horizons of awareness ...
sun and wonder

[writing mojo]

glad to have lit the fire of thought thanks for the review

[kayla]

Wow. This is incredibly deep and I love it. There's so much truth and emotion and honesty in this. It's straightfoward and beautiful(:

[Hayley]

Oh, wow. Riveting! There is so much depth in each stanza, I could sit and decipher for ages and appreciate just how genuine your talent as a writer is! You end with a bang here in the last stanza, bringing this almost magical entity to realistic problems and depressions. I love all the imagery and the symbolism, what with the hair even.
This whole piece is breathtaking, bravo.

[h d e rushin]

I am learning so much from the imagination of your public domain; your unprotected breath and movement from line to line and subjects,
appropriation for anyone with a keen ear or pterygold spirit. I have reread
this poem and Unmaking a Love Story and each time am amazed by the
adventure. Cover me again; I am your needy servant waiting for words. hder

[Joshua Randall]

What an amazing piece you have here. I loved the characteristic of a "life-in-general" approach you gave to us readers. Reality and a belief system only few could ever achieve or understand completely. Kudos. Another well written piece. Thanks for sharing. Cheers :)

[MOON]

Stunning write , the first line brilliant selling of souls using the ancient forest to perpetuate servitude.

[Elisa Laura]

Wow, well said, my friend. あなたのための深いおじぎ..... your words are fantasticly to the point. And all is within your soul, to be out, and reach the world, I was one who catched the weight. Thank you.

P.s. In Japan this happens too...
It has been emotional for those little girls....
Finally someone who ensures for them.

E.L.