Posted in Poetry

Space for a Claustrophobe

NaPoWriMo
Day 25
Write a poem that explores a small, defined space.

 

Just above the second lateral branch

(the first lateral branch is the hand-up
pull hard
run feet up the bark
fling flying hips reaching for second lateral
stand
pull cottonwood scent in through nostrils
taste green)

Just above the second lateral is the crux of the matter
The crotch of two demi-trunks
That intimate space
My left foot knows so well
A trail of ants circle the right demi
A knot on the inner left has left
A callus on my little toe

I escape here often enough
For thickened skin

 

© Jilly’s

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A wild soul writing poetry & fiction while teaching high school literature, all with a camera in tow.

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