Cora Thomas, Pulse of the Earth

I pause

slowly taking a deep breath

my eyes scan the forest floor

and rest on a fern leaf that has

a hole in it

like my heart

I stare at it for several seconds

allowing the emotions to flow

rising steadily

like raging murky waters

eyes burn



the damp ground beyond the hole

covered in brown dead leaves

feeling the pulse of earth

or is that my own heartbeat

your heartbeat…


that once lived

but now exists

deep within

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: