Life Is A Coconut Tree

This poem is comparing life to a coconut tree

You start at the bottom, unable to climb or make progress against the harsh conditions climbing requires
Slowly gathering strength, courage, and bravery until you are ready to wrap your arms around the wide trunk and hoist yourself up a few inches
Your high spirits will come crashing down with you as you fall back to the beginning
You're right back at square one except your few seconds of success have ignited the spark of confidence that will change the game forever
Your next few tries are more or less the same
Days turn into weeks and you haven't made any progress until that one magical day when you finally learn the secret; an unsuccessful attempt should not be deemed as failure; it should be seen as a lesson
Before you know it, you have climbed a quarter of the tree and make the mistake of looking down
Suddenly you do not feel on top of the world, and you start to believe the lies of nostalgia
The comfortable tickle of the bark becomes an irritated rash
The butterflies in your stomach have turned into bees
But deep down you know you will succeed
Because the coconuts are in sight, and as you extend your fingers they slowly brush over the coconuts and you know your journey as come to an end

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Damien Ridge]

Good comparison. Other than the 'fee' missing the l I can't thinking of any criticism. I enjoyed it a lot. What happens when you get the coconut, there could almost be a part 2 ha. Thanks for sharing, was a cool concept.