She was barefoot on the bog,
the moist peat
like pulverised tea leaves,
clung to her feet,
mapping out her future,
cooling her down.
Her foot prints pressed on the surface, on
strata beneath,
parallel layers of living bog,
a wetland mould,
bare tract of earth.
The gentle wind,
unrefined scents,
turf, heather,
purple ragged clusters,
quiver in dusk.
As in a monochrome silent film,
the frame darkened around the edges,
the colour drained away,
the woman stood still,
struck with her place in creation,
struck dumb
she was eating the peat
from cupped hands,
craving the elements,
tasting the minerals.
She was pregnant.
I knew her,
admired her.
Primitive woman,
feeding
her roots.
Author Bio:
Mother, published poet, songwriter and nurse. I was awarded a distinction for my poetry following a Diploma in Creative Writing. I received a first for my play on James Joyce and music and it was performed at The National Student Drama Festival 1991. I am a Poetry Therapist (i.e. using poetry to heal clients by finding their VOICE!!). I am returning to submitting my work after a long break with four daughters however, I have had seven poems published including one published in an Australian Broadsheet: The Australian, by the Poetry Editor.
the moist peat
like pulverised tea leaves,
clung to her feet,
mapping out her future,
cooling her down.
Her foot prints pressed on the surface, on
strata beneath,
parallel layers of living bog,
a wetland mould,
bare tract of earth.
The gentle wind,
unrefined scents,
turf, heather,
purple ragged clusters,
quiver in dusk.
As in a monochrome silent film,
the frame darkened around the edges,
the colour drained away,
the woman stood still,
struck with her place in creation,
struck dumb
she was eating the peat
from cupped hands,
craving the elements,
tasting the minerals.
She was pregnant.
I knew her,
admired her.
Primitive woman,
feeding
her roots.
Author Bio:
Mother, published poet, songwriter and nurse. I was awarded a distinction for my poetry following a Diploma in Creative Writing. I received a first for my play on James Joyce and music and it was performed at The National Student Drama Festival 1991. I am a Poetry Therapist (i.e. using poetry to heal clients by finding their VOICE!!). I am returning to submitting my work after a long break with four daughters however, I have had seven poems published including one published in an Australian Broadsheet: The Australian, by the Poetry Editor.
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