Twists and Turns

Within mangrove forests

life is mapped

roots hold fast, spreading to the far reaches

keeping all things together

even in the dark

 

twists and turns create spaces

for light to bounce

against the weathered bark

through the hollows eaten away with time

the shape of a howl

is silent

 

canopies of dreams

float on top of limbs

that have propagated and cradled life

ensured a sure footing for future growth

while they drift away

creating forests of their own

 

the older tree still rises

creaking into the wind of yet another stage

new growth budding, unfurling

on strong foundations

 

blue eyes still see the journey before her

nothing is over

a new map is stretched over the world

smiling she shakes off her muddied boots

and steps forth

in search of the madness in wrinkles.

 

 

 

 

 

for dversepoets poetics

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13 thoughts on “Twists and Turns

  1. really nice response. Love the idea of a new map stretching over the world, the shedding of the mud from boots, is a great metaphor, and visual image, stepping forth to search for the madness in wrinkles.. What an excellent stanza, perfect for this piece’s culmination. Outstanding portrait. Thanks for sharing tonight

  2. nice….kinda surreal but very easy to follow…i love trees so that made for a great image/metaphor for me….i am glad you still see a future and are willing to shake the mud off and keep moving…smiles….og course i used a map as well so i like that too…smiles…

  3. Mangroves are such a great analogy – the way they are always putting down more roots – reminds me of some people’s apartments and all the stuff! And I love the explorer setting out. k.

  4. a new map is stretched over the world
    smiling she shakes off her muddied boots
    and steps forth
    in search of the madness in wrinkles.

    This is someone who is willing to go and explore the unknown but with some plans already worked out.! Nicely!

    Hank

  5. Wonderful imagery, Di. I love the idea of stepping into a newly mapped world created by the tangled roots of the past. (BTW, I picture your protaginist as a marine biologist in Florida.)

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