Evening Poem
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This evening, her world prepares to sleep
forming cloud islands that float on sunset’s ocean.
The day’s remnants woven as colourful waves
into the glowing ember sky.
Stars appear - golden flecks in velvet pools
growing in depth and clarity, revealing their souls.
She wears golden sandals. Their weight, their brightness
are her cherished dreams hidden by future’s murky water.
She splashes and plays under moonlight.
She will not drown in this sea of uncertainty,
carried along by the currents, unafraid of not knowing,
reaching shores of new lands.
Smelling the fresh wind and perfume of the night
she digs into her pocket,
pulling out seeds of courage, faith, love and hope
to scatter, sow and grow another day.
This poem is inspired by Mary Oliver’s “Morning Poem”. Through the winter months, the sunsets can be startling and the nights long. Whilst dark thoughts can come and go, it’s also an opportunity for calm reflection and gaining strength to get through the next day.
Flynne’s Barn is a place where young people living with cancer can come together and find connection in beautiful surroundings and provides a range of immersive outdoor and creative experiences. I am sharing one poem per day during September 2022 to raise money for this charity. To DONATE, visit my GO FUND ME page. Many thanks.
I’d like to pay tribute to my American “Journal Calling” sisters and our summer of 2022 creative journaling sessions facilitated by Julie Moser and Eileen Lawton. We found Mary Oliver’s work particularly resonated and that when ill, her poetry could take us to nature in our imaginations. Many thanks to the HealthTree Foundationfor funding this amazing programme and for publishing this article about the Blood Lines Project.
