In Flood
Everywhere, becoming a rap for every move. The limbs, the frame, the fingers drumming without a cue. These chords within, tangling each thought. The river, a lake, the sea, a pond; even a puddle. The refraction of rain.
out of slumber
shaking me free
a eulogy in cloud
shaking me free
a eulogy in cloud
~
Joanna Ashwell is a poet and spiritual healer. Her recent collections of poetry published include Love's Scriptures, Moonset Song and Book Patronus. She loves crystals, angels and dragons. She searches for the joy in life and loves to empower others to do the same.
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