Pale Mounds: A Poem

These warm pale mounds

Welcome the nativity of

Fledgling souls

Those seeking succor

From a tundra of

Frozen milk which is

Neither foisted nor ingested.

From this land of continual

Hunger they flee

Heavy milk laden

Breasts dripping yet

Quenching no thirst

Aching abdomens press them

Ever forward

Out of breath

They pause

Just long enough

And the dunes

Open before them

White liquid rains

                                                  in all directions

Mouths open,

                              latch on,

                                                            and suckle

Bodies expand

Diminutive becomes the land

Until the succor

And the suckling

Are indistinguishable

(Photo by David Stroup)

Laurie Woodward is the author of The Pharaoh’s Cry,  Kidnapped Smile, and Dragon Sky from the fantasy series The Artania Chronicles,  as well as the middle-grade Forest Secrets. She co-wrote Dean and JoJoThe Dolphin Legacy and was a collaborator on the popular anti-bullying DVD Resolutions. Bullied as a child, Laurie is now an award-winning peace consultant, poet,  and blogger who helps teach children how to avoid arguments, stop bullying, and maintain healthy friendships. She writes on the Central Coast of California. More about her work can be found at artania.net

Primordial Sand: A Poem

 

Primordial sand birthing me in amniotic visions

Of flowing dry rivulets

A tide of alluvium

Sculpting bodily contours, giving shape and form

To the cast of brine

 

I trudge beyond cliff’s edge

To witness ever changing ever-erasing footprints fly past me

Incubating in the anti-plains

To reappear in the wind

Their granules get in my eyes

But I am not blinded,

The cascading embers of creation light my way

Guiding me along their silica path.

 

I am Dunite

Woman of the sand.

 

A teacher, Laurie Woodward is the author of  several novels including Forest Secrets, and the fantasy series The Artania ChroniclesShe also cowrote Dean and JoJoThe Dolphin Legacy and was a collaborator on the popular anti-bullying DVD Resolutions. Bullied as a child, Laurie is now an award-winning peace consultant and blogger who helps teach children how to avoid arguments, stop bullying, and maintain healthy friendships. She writes her novels on the Central Coast of California.

(Photo by David Stroup)

 

H20

H2O: The one molecule that is common to all life here on Earth.  Water. We drink it. We exhale it. Our very blood is made of it.  When it is near we are calmed. The sight of river, pool, sea, or rivulet turns furrowed brows into softened gazes. The sound of liquid water quiets the chatter of worried voices, soothing din strained ears. The taste of the cool liquid on tongues renews ones strength. Its touch cleanses, exhilarates, and revives.

If I were a single molecule of this amazing compound where might I journey? What wonders might I behold? Who might I become a part of? What life might I sustain? Or inspire?

As I follow this path

from cloud

To droplet

To rivulet

To  pool

 

From rivers large and small. Frozen in ice and snow. Traveling from sky to mountain to valley. And finally colliding with oceans and seas in an endless cycle of constantly change.

Wander along with me in these pages. Become the nomad. Drift over the Rocky Mountains.  Roam the falls of Yosemite. Trek across the Pacific to the Hawaiian Islands. Feel the sulfuric mist of lava meeting salty sea. Or join in the warm humid breeze of a tropical night.

Then turn back. A hitchhiker on a trade wind. Blow north. Rest in the frozen tundra of Alaska. Or bob on a glacial ice floe. Bring life to the forest there. Smile at the good works you have done.

Sail across the world. Find another continent. Join in the changes of the centuries. From rings of stone to castles to the modern.  River Thames, Arno, and Tiber fueling the growth of European industry.  Stretch out your arms and touch the past.

Return home. See the small pools and fountains minds have designed. To bring peace to a park or a field. Or a home. Dip your hands in. Let the water fall between your fingers. Cleansing you. Renewing your spirit. Making you ever thankful for this wonder, this life-giving compound. H2O.