Tuesday, October 14, 2025

Growing

                                                                                 Growing


            Jamal was a seed, Wanda wanted to prune him early, not today, I'm busy growing. Jamal sprouted buds and a trunk, Danya tried to water him, not today, I'm busy growing. Jamal rose a juvenile trunk burly with branches, follices of leaves springing forth jungled his hair, Paula tried to climb him, Not today, I've got to make more of myself. Jamal became he hulking pillar thick as a mountain clouds for a cap. Martha tried to cut him down, the saw repelled her penetrating advances reflecting vermillion sparks farrago. Jamal was once again a seed, tend me he asked, the breeze didn't even clear it's throat.

at

2 comments:

  1. LouellaOctober 15, 2025 at 6:35 AM

    Love that ending.

    ReplyDelete
  2. JerryOctober 16, 2025 at 12:51 PM

    Interesting metaphor there :) Jamal is a force of nature and he has such steadfast determination! I take it it is a metaphor about self improvement and ones will to be undeterred by obstacles that keep trying to push him down

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Cone

 People go around thinking of the skull as this solid helmet. The skull is more fibrous made of various chunks that fit together and can gro...

  • My Favourite Directors
      My Favourite Directors   Because everyone wants to sort things. What’s the ultra-alpha and who are the betas?!   Who am I? An assh...
  • Falling In
     
  • The Supervisor
      My grandfather was out of control but wouldn’t let things go.   Things . Belongings.   My silver-haired grandmother was a control ...