Safety - Poem by Lorena Fernandez

That gargantuan tree striving to touch the clouds

Its juicy bark and climbing limbs curl around in coiled crowds

Thick twisted branches in a dance,

Would I climb them now, if I had the chance?


I notice my lack of an adventurous stance.


I see a man walking on a tree trunk,

Both of them, the log and the man, rough, dark and dirty

Attempting their task with courage and spunk


Not such risks in my secure life...

In it I can lose my bones and muscles like Lot's wife

Fleeing from and eliminating all worlds of strife


I admire the wild turkey with its irrepressible temperament.

Fear never prevented her from expressing her resentment

In a loud and disorganize race for the face.


Nature and the stormy sky,

Highlight my monolithic shelter

Inside it I kiss no frogs,

All that touches my lips has been sanitized.

Perhaps I could do a better job.