Our feet pounded on the boardwalk
The sun hammered on our heads
The cattails stood still on the swamp
Would the trail ever end?
Reeds and more reeds stretched around us
Their heads drooped as though in shame
No music wafted from their wicked green pipes,
No sparrow played on their slender blades.
Somewhere beyond those fields of grass
Water played and lapped on the shore
Our harried limbs followed its sound –
but no one was allowed on the sandy floor.
Written for DVerse’s Poetics prompt – Literary Alchemy with Laurie Lee. I used this excerpt for inspiration –
“I had never been so close to grass before. It towered above me and all around me, each blade tattooed with tiger-skins of sunlight. It was knife-edge, dark and a wicked green, thick as a forest and alive with grasshoppers that chirped and chattered, and leapt through the air like monkeys” (Cider with Rosie).
The piece itself recalls our visit to The Audubon Society of Rhode ISland and Nature Aquarium last summer.