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The Coons and The Jewel Boxes



Over two days and two nights
while trust and innocence lay together in dreamy
slumber
as the warming breath of air started to take on
the fragrance of the season
a rogue tide arrived un-announced from the Sabine
like a band of mischief-merry coons
stealing un-apprehended through liquid shadows
slipping with their mad-hat tricks
past the knees and elbows of faithful sentinels
to claim my treasured jewel boxes
from my wooded wardrobe.

They were surrounded you know
quickly
before anyone could have known
even the hounds
to do anything to stop the deft,
masked thieves from their well-laid plans.

The door latches did not deter from dexterity
nor boarded walls
snug drawers
raised floors
tight jambs
or the brave faces of mirrored windows reflecting to
go back, back
while they were dreadfully taken
before our eyes as we clutched our coffee cups
and sipped on disbelief and resignation
while the steam rose.

But the thieves though they took what they wanted
and left behind their mark and wake
did not find after all
the golden key to the more deeply hidden magic
and joyfulness of seeded spirit
embedded, untouched
verily protected and secreted away
by memory, heart and soul
into the marrow and bone of our time and place here.

While through transcendent shadows
and amongst the tender and embracing arms,
arthritic elbows
knobby knees and spreading feet of my still-standing
and leafy friends
we held hands together in solidarity
as we waited for Lady Spring and her tending
nymphs
to decorate our hallways with garlands of brightness
and rainbows
so that we could be reborn
to rise up high
one more time.

About this poem

This poem was written in remembrance of a freak flood that occured in Louisiana in 2016 when the waters of the Sabine River overflowed the banks. Beautiful, intricately and lovingly built cabins and an artist studio on a 40 acre wooded property on a lake are referred to as the affected jewel boxes. The coons (who do inhabit the forest there) were used as an anaology for the flood waters that moved in silently as a coon or thief would in the dark of night to overtake and violate so to speak, the beauty and purity of the jewel boxes. .......which can also be a metaphor for the human spirit. It was quite devastating, and it happened so quickly for the owners of the property who had to paddle out of the property in french pirogues (like a canoe) at 10pm on that first night. 

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Written on March 10, 2016

Submitted by spiritu700 on July 31, 2022

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Robbin T. Hartridge

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