My Practice…

my practice
is to walk through the mud
and leave dirty prints across the page

to sit in the cave
behind the waterfall of words
and notice a small fern
growing there

and at the tip of a frond
an even smaller insect moving

where to now?

*

(Simon Williams, 7.8.2012)

I dedicate this poem to my elder brother, Nathan, who wrote before me and walked in the bush before me and whose birthday is tomorrow… where to now?

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6 thoughts on “My Practice…

    • Thank you Ivon for your nomination! I haven’t got into blogging awards yet but I will consider. I certainly appreciate your thoughts on the reciprocity of virtual community

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