Moss~

I have found a thousand words

in a patch of moss

a curve of letters wiggling under my bare feet

Like ivy

they find their hold

The s is the most insistent

sibilant leaves throwing off flowers

imprinting my calves

snaking another gripping story up to my hips

And I find myself in front of an audience

their attention around a monument in the sand

Pinecones roll around

popping

in a controlled burn

the smoke my gown, pearls and ash

such a contrast to the vibrant green

of moss

I get lost in detail

as jade ink fills in my hollow bones

and my camouflage is complete;

It must be the wind through the trees

or the unusual configuration of tears from my eyes

that brings them

with baskets

with open palms

They come to the burial mound

to collect the  violets from my cheeks

to pluck the moss from my branching spine

 

Horse looks for grass under pine needles

I, reluctant

unbend from ground to sky

mount

ride

moss stories trailing us on the wind, with pollen;

He asked if I fear the woods

and I said no

my fear is in that one day

I will give my heart lead

and never leave

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Oh...my...God...
Selene! This is outright one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen from your ever-fertile mind. I cannot tell you how moved I am by the words and images, the moss-green magic you have conjured.
As for the last lines... enough to bring tears to the brim:
He asked if I fear the woods
and I said no
my fear is in that one day
I will give my heart lead
and never leave

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is gorgeous - this is poetry .. this is you, Selene-
You are such a writer. Your words are like narcotic nectar and seems we are all addicted.

Chloe

[Dinesh Sairam]

Selene.. as majestic, as enigmatic as ever. There are quite some people for whom I don't have any words for a review. You are one (I guess you already know that).. Keep writing.

[Alicante lullaby]

this is the third time i'm reading this one and i love it..it makes me think
''s**t i dont even know your language''...you have made an English of your own.

[FireWoman]

Your tree of life asking a deep rooted question of the soul. Nature v. nurture? You balance the beam very well.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

oh in the haven of the forest she finds adventure...attention skewered by what most people miss...the emerald moss upon which fairies sleep...and the nature speaks in words pouring through her pores...and she is one with her surroundings...i drank this poem, inhaled it again and again

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

This is very, very beautiful. I felt vulnerability entwined with strength. The images here so vivid. Each stanza, especially the one with the Horse really did it for me.

Amazing, outstanding, wonderful.
Thank you.

[Nobody.]

Fantastic energy and movement! And imagery was off the charts!! Well done. I felt every syllable.

[Seshat Nidaba]

Like a vision of nature, I enjoyed this read. I like it how the feminine spirit at every turn is in connection with the Earth in this. Earthy tones produce metaphors that we can all relate to, well done.

[Rossen]

Take a walk on the wild side where words bloom and consume
hold and transfix us. Were the morning glory leads us to the
sweet garnet tastes of the future. Bound by the mossy lines and
thoughts of overwhelming ties, Creeping towards the sounds of our pulse...
These words growing in your mind have tangled me up with inspiration
dragging me back into the forest of wordbending and imagination~
Thank you for that,
Rossen