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Whisper in the Reeds (A Contest Piece)

by Julie Adams


More than ever, I am running with the wind,
rocking, chopping, from jungle to sea
Amazon, wild, untamed river of a woman—
channeling into dreams, as sure as sunsets.

Each horizon compels me into new lands, borders
but I am running into the wind, kite in flight,
and reaching beyond. As the sun pulls away,
I tug on silver trails of moon-silk across waters, vast and wide.

I tread between marshes, mangroves, reeds,
Earth whispers between my toes, urging me on;
a woman in motion is something to see!

10/29/2003

Author's Note: This is being considered for a poetry contest re: women--particularly in relation to beauty, strength, age, and experience. To be judged on originality, style and content. ALL FEEDBACK DESIRED!

Posted on 10/30/2003
Copyright © 2021 Julie Adams

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michael Faraday on 05/01/09 at 02:35 AM

1st and 2nd rock. Well said. enjoyed it. m

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