MADE IN THE SHADE
by David C. Hightower
Monday, June 02, 2008
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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MADE IN THE SHADE
Chimpanzees lounge beneath trees,
idly ignoring the shadowy forms
that haunt the full length windows
and the antic arms pointing
from another dimension.
A lazy silence drifts beneath the heavy net
tied to the four corners of heaven.
No cries of alarm,
predators are locked down a hundred feet away.
No excited chatter, no screams of play,
invade their thoroughly explored world.
Languidly they sniff, scratch, pick, chew;
they’ve got it made in the shade
in the Chattanooga Zoo.
Vines, securely attached, never rot;
molded trees and rocks are concrete hard,
never roll away or crack.
Bananas don’t grow up high;
they drop at their feet from a generous sky.
They don’t compete for mates;
their mates are carefully selected and delivered.
If they become ill, they are healed,
or gently tranquilized into oblivion.
In a secluded corner a pair of eyes, almost human,
hides a spark of patient anger,
searches for a chink in the shield
that protects him from all danger.
With a slender stick he taps
out a monotonous mantra…
Escape, escape, escape.
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|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|Such an idiom, just like lemonade on a sunny day made in the shade. But is this truly an easy life? If one were to read further into it, my other thought would see government control of our lives. What a scary thought. Politically for obvious reason I won't go there. But, think Soylent Green. All may be good at first appearance, but what follows. I think, me thinks too much and too deep!
Great vision, thank you David
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi Benyehu (Reader)
To feed the learning mind, and to nourish the soul of compassion...
"MADE IN THE SHADE" shines.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|You can really learn things by watching monkeys, monkey see, monkey do. But you really taught me more than I knew before with this monkey write. Freedom will be there for them some day, just as the Good Lords save 2 by 2 in the flood of Noah's day. Thanks for this write.|
|Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader)
|Several years ago I went to the zoo. The apes were laying around seemingly very bored. I stood at the rail lost in thought watching them. When all of the sudden something came flying up to me. It was some sort of heavy stemmed tulip type of flower. I caught it than threw it back. He caught it and threw it back. Before I knew it, a croud had gathered and it was like he didn't want to share the fun between us and in disgust threw the flower to the ground and walked away. Your poem brought that long time memory back. Wonderful write! Deborah|
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|What a great poem, David. I always look forward to your writing.
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|And escape they should. David, this is such a strong write; full of visuals and drama...one could almost hear their heartbeat.
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Freedom is the Escape locomotive, no luxury suite or golden cage can make creatures or humans happy, because one day the monkeys will hear when freedom hunger are as it worst, "we have no bananas today"
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|What often seems like a type of paradise, can really be a type of hell, can't it? Excellent writing...as always.|
|Reviewed by Emile Tubiana
|Dear David, what a beautiful description you have created here. Please keep in mind that I always learn from you and from the great poets and storytellers. Thank you for sharing your talent. Yours, Emile|
|Reviewed by Charlie
|This is one of my favorites of yours. Intelligence brimming inside of closed minds... what kinds of monkeys are inside of me, tap-tapping their mantras... escape... escape... I don't know... If I weren't so busy, I'd let a few of those monkey-poems out of here, but for now, they'll just have to stay and be nice little pets. We watch with wonder-- but they are knowing. --Charlie|