Cut short, brought
low, chopped down to size.
The ornament, packaged,
wants to burst free. All
your life you can depend
on the boost of others.
We stand on the shoulders
of giants, they say, but who
knows about the existence
of giants. They are only
as real as the centaurs living
down the street.
JD DeHart (he, his, him) is a writer and teacher. He blogs about books at literacyworkandplay.blogspot.com and his second poetry collection, A Five-Year Journey, was published in 2018 by Dreaming Big Publications. Follow him on Twitter @JasonDDeHart1.