The mountain observed an owner of a box. The owner cut the many lids off of the box to make something else. A mountain saw that it was now empty and climbed in. The owner took the lids and created a robot. The mountain left the box and took its previous position. A tree observed the box and the owner. The box used to be its friend who had been missing and the tree wondered if the robot could bring the missing friend back to life. The tree looked at the mountain and wondered why he had only taken a short vacation in the box, and felt distain for the mountain. The robot grabbed the owner and slid him into the box and put the box on the conveyor belt. The hideous woman who was too young to understand what the conveyor belt was for, took a photograph of the owner and then let the box fall on the floor. the owner flew out next to her while she frowned about his misstep. The mountain asked a bird to help. But it had to fly within its flight pattern to survive. So the mountain told the mouse to scurry by her and help her to understand. The woman saw the mouse and thought it was someone to impress. The owner realized he wanted to be important to her, so he became a small mouse. The owner was traveling with the woman on a train one day and he looked out of the train car window. He observed a box with no lid and he asked the woman what he should think about that box. She frowned as they traveled into the mountains, while the trees flew by. Cindi-annon (wooden flowers) poetry by Margaret Leora Workman; Warponie Art
I came up with this poem when I was cutting off some of the parts of a lid of a box. The parts looked like the body of a robot and it made me think of a mountain climbing into the box without the lid. Then I just came up with the rest very quickly. The actors in this poem remind me of certain people who I have known. groups of people are also represented in this poem. I am not really the owner in this poem, though. I thought Cindi-annon could have written this poem. Margaret workman
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