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Gerry Stewart

Toukokuu – A Poem by Gerry Stewart

Toukokuu
(Finnish for May – sowing moon)

This gamble –
a seed thrown down
on warming soil.
Surrender the weight of hope
into the season’s fickle hands.

Each cycle I am found hollow,
ringing beneath the wide sky.

Chittering greedy birds
begging the question
of when to draw a line.
To leave the field fallow,
allow weeds and rain
to run rampant.
Replenish the earth
or abandon all enterprise.

At day’s opening notes,
I walk the furrow,
press earth into the soles of my feet,
until it accepts my weight.
My hand lifts to the clouds
hiding the divine from my sight.

The grain spins free.

 

 

About the Poet:
Gerry Stewart is a poet, creative writing tutor and editor living in Finland. Her collection Post-Holiday Blues was published by Flambard Press, UK. Her writing blog is http://thistlewren.blogspot.fi/

 

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

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Sparrows – A Poem by Gerry Stewart

Sparrows

Open, white page yawning out morning.
My notebook sidesteps any focus.

I’ve forgotten the raw taste of captured ink,
I’ve lost where the words reside
on my lips, against my eyelids.

Our black cat gazes at his watery reflection,
a palimpsest in the kitchen’s murmur.

Forgotten how to acknowledge the whirlwind
that shook poems out of me
like beating a carpet after a long winter.

Your sink laughter splashes bubbles,
you know I’m wasting time.
My poem jumps from dishes to table,
scooping up crumbs.

I’ve forgotten to give it time,
how to connect pen to paper,
to disconnect from technology.

You offer to buy me a bird book
to name our invited guests.
I begin our poem with:
Once all small birds were sparrows.

Forgotten the sound of thudding lines,
the surety of a bold hand scratching them out.

 

 

About the Poet:
Gerry Stewart is a poet, creative writing tutor and editor living in Finland. Her collection Post-Holiday Blues was published by Flambard Press, UK. Her writing blog is http://thistlewren.blogspot.fi/

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

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