Orang-utan Crying
by Ken Williams
Forest wakes,
Brand new day.
Mother stretching,
Orang-utans play.
Little-ones rolling,
Little-ones tumbling.
Little-ones swinging,
Little-ones fumbling.
A sudden rumbling,
Looks of worry.
Engines roaring,
Little-ones scurry.
Forest falling,
Can’t find cover.
Little-ones scampering,
Can’t find Mother.
Engines blaring,
Forest bare.
Trees smouldering,
Nothing there.
Engines ceasing,
Mother enraged.
Trucks retreating,
Little-one’s caged.
Sun setting,
Forest dying.
Earth shattering,
Orang-utan crying.
- Highly commended in the 12th Kathleen Julia Bates Memorial Writing Competition. For full results click here.
Breaks my heart – a powerful poem
I really enjoyed your prize-winning poem, Ken. Well done!
A beautiful, poignant poem Ken. So sad but so well written. I love it.