In The Provinces, a poem by PR Hebert at Spillwords.com

In The Provinces

In The Provinces

written by: PR Hebert

 

The smell of the earth
The jungle floor
Humid, sweet and sour
The canopy shuts off the light
Sunlight rarely touches the ground

Creepie crawlies thrive
Crawl and slither
Vegetation so green
And the air so heavy
Suffocating

Amid it all
8 and 10 year olds
Run footpaths and trails
At home monkeys on a chain

Early afternoon
After a rice bowl
Tepid beer and rice crackers
Another rain shower
Rain on a tin roof

The VC move in, in the dark

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