Misplaced

I, the misplaced

Gazelle

here

among moose

shivering and damp,

but determined

to

etch out a life

here

in Canada. 

 

My friend, the misplaced

Zebra

shivers with me

and we make

hot pepper soup

and laugh about

everything.

 

Another friend, the misplaced

New Zealand Kiwi,

her and I go

for sushi and

warm our bones

with Italian wines.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Bag Pipe

make great Celtic feasts

and dream of

Paris.

 

My cousin, the misplaced

Georgia peach

eat popcorn and

watch foreign flicks

eyes wide in suspense

and picking popcorn from our teeth.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Nordic honey bee

sip chai tea and

make plans for

Hawaii.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Bengal tiger

chat about sexy dresses

and making homemade

deodorant.

 

My friend, the placed

Maple leaf

with growling tummies

repress giggles in

in

Zen

meditation.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Szechwan

order French crepes

at that

German pancake house.

 

My friend, the dis-placed

Salmon

ate tacos and

searched for bargains

in China town.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Sushi

got funky

at the

black night club.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Croissant

debate

striped thy high

socks

at the mall.

 

My friend, the misplaced

Enchilada

battle

leg cramps

at yoga class.

 

All creatures -

us

seeking warmth,

love and livelihoods

here in

this great house -

this misplaced home

we call

Canada.

 

You are not alone