Hello Wyld Souls,
For the last few months I have been running an online nature-based poetry circle called Wyld Words. For each session we write individually and as a group based on a nature being or ecosystem, it has been a magical journey so far as we voyaged through moss and rockpools. Some beautiful poems have been birthed and a creative community is growing in this contaner!
Here is my individual poem from the session themed on ‘Rockpools’, the prompt was
‘Rockpools are challenging and changing environments, imagine yourself gazing into a rockpool and write about what arises for you as you feel into the energy of these spaces.’
I know that the tides will change,
that I may soon be exposed to the elements.
To the pressures and forces that I cannot control.
I can only weather them and await for the coolness and calm to return.
Yet, how do I survive it?
Do I hunker down inot the rocks like a limpet in their homescar or do I hide away in the crevices of the edges of my mind? Like a blenny in the rocks.
Perhaps I could draw myself inwards, tentacles tucked until I am inconspicuous, invisible and hoping that the sun will spare this worrisome wallflower.
These cycles of harshness and softness,
coolness and heat,
abundance and scarcity
repeat like clockwork through the days of my life.
I know in my bones that I can weather them,
I have done so many times before.
Yet every time the stresses return and I am in survival mode.
I wish to be as tenacious as a starfish,
resourceful as a hermit crab.
adaptable as all of the lifeforms in this mesocosm at my feet.
I dip my toes into the rockpool waters,
as if to absorb it’s wisdom into my skin.
The water levels rise, tide is coming in –
coolness and calmness return for now filling the rockpools of doubt within.
I watch, waiting for the tide to ebb again.
I can weather this,
I know it.
I trust my sea-salted heart I can.
– Elizabeth Elliot-Klein
The next meeting of the Wyld Words Poetry Circle will be held online on the 14th of May (19:00 -20:30 GMT) and you can book your place here. It will be all about ‘Birds’!
One thought on “Wyld Words- Rockpools”
‘I trust my sea-salted heart I can’, such a beautiful line to finish this poem! I’m looking forward to your next workshop. I missed the rockpool session, but I’ll definitely be at the ‘bird’ meeting.