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Raindance (for Luna)
by Julie AdamsI am
drip
drip
dripping
inking thoughts
upon the forrest floor
fog slips
from the lips
of brooding clouds
the downy blanket of mist
enraptures the unruly g
redwood i n
limbs t r u d
o
p r
beyond the hilltop
years from the hum
of the highway
I lick bark
weathered and torn
seep
seep
seeping
feeding life
beneath the surface
new growth for you, I
trickle from treetop to trunk
morning through night
this season is mine
to replenish to the core
root
heart
earth
treetops bow to the west wind
but roots hold strong
tied to the hillside
clinging to all they have
left
I am
drum
drum
drumming
thumbing rain
upon the knarled fingers
of redwood ancestors
reach to the stars, a butterfly
one last wish
pull clouds close now,
huddle, keepwarm,
reborn in my rain,
slain dreams
reveberating on bark
like the pulse of
Luna
I am
flow
flow
flowing
blowing life
between your folds
hungry Luna
suckling my season's inkdrops--
dancing glistening limbs
beneath a watchful mother's
moonlight glare
12/05/2002 Author's Note: Inspired by Julia "Butterfly" Hill and her book: The Legacy of Luna --(UPDATED LAYOUT)
NOTE: THIS BOOK IS DISCUSSES THE ORDEAL 1 WOMAN DID GO THROUGH IN ORDER TO PROTECT THE REMAINING NATURAL LANDSCAPE OF THE REDWOODS, PARTICULARLY A TREE NAMED LUNA.
Posted on 12/05/2002
Copyright © 2024 Julie Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Anne Howe on 12/05/02 at 09:26 PM mere mortals such as i just stand in awe of 'rough' ......stunning shape and form and a compelling read ...... thank you :) |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 12/06/02 at 03:39 PM Marvelous!... enraptured me right from the start. Wonderful imagery. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 12/07/02 at 12:44 AM brilliant nice rhythmn - jules! |
| Posted by Rommel Cruz on 12/07/02 at 04:29 AM like the rhythm. it's dancing. =) |
| Posted by Charles J Hannan on 12/07/02 at 07:07 AM Julie, this is fine work!...No rough edges that I can see...Smooth like wet glass...MUAHS!!! |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/15/02 at 10:32 PM Jewels, I like the earthy sounds and rhythm, especially the gentle movement of this poem. Good work. |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 12/27/02 at 02:33 PM the sights and sounds of this create the smell of a forest...wonderfully written, so vivid! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/27/02 at 04:32 PM Love the repetition and aliteration in this one Jewels. Congrats on being POTD! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/27/02 at 08:47 PM Sight and sound words used effectively in this poem of symbols. Congratulations on POTD. |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 01/10/04 at 02:21 AM i missed this as potd, but i'm glad i found it. the repetition of certain words and spacing of others makes the form just intense, it begs to be read again. |
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