I remember when you were small
and inconsequential, spanning
the length and width of my back yard
with your sappy pines and heavy fruit
trees; your ditches ripe with mud pies.

But the hurricanes came and took with them
your simplicity, leaving nothing behind
but emptiness. So I left you, left a complicated
trail of lovers and friends, seeking to fill
the jagged cracks you left in the center

of my heart.

*Day 12 of the 2010 April PAD Challenge. Today’s theme: A City.


3 thoughts on “Orlando”

  1. we had a lot of trees destroyed in cyclones so I can really relate to that feeling of loss of plants but I sense there is much more in this poem – cylones in life…

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