Origami – a poem

Here’s another poem that I wrote. It’s about origami. I was thinking about it today and it made me sad. The paper was once a majestic tree, chopped down and then used to make a representation of a living thing; perhaps even a tree.

 

Crisply folded lines

Turn flat planes to wingéd beasts,

All to still the mind.

Tall trees toppled;

Sliced to sullen, silent sheets

Poised for perfect pleats

To awaken form,

Bend into a lifelike shape,

Play at creation.

For they are hollow,

Twisted paper and all art

Cannot give them breath.

Nought but masquerade;

Life taken and redesigned

To thrill their makers.

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Richard

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Slide – a poem about despair

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