Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

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the place where my roots
hold to the very centre of the earth
yet wander beyond 
the edges of the universe


made of tree and rock
pounding georgian surf.
shared with loon and goose and wolf,
seasoned through seasons turning,
cradled, I flourish find words, 
held fast here in time and space.


I have eaten from the earth,
my tears and joys fallen into its soil.
our substances intertwined
we know sisterhood.

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Old Buck October 10, 2017 at 2:28 PM Patricia: Nicely written. Takes me back to my "roots" as well. Thank you for causing us all to pause for a bit. oldbuck Patricia Cresswell October 11, 2017 at 8:14 PM You are welcome. Thank you for commenting.

Jannie Breedt October 10, 2017 at 1:40 PM Fabulous ink here Patricia Cresswell October 11, 2017 at 8:15 PM Yep special magic ink and I am happy you can read it. Hi Jannie thanks.

Line Gauthier October 7, 2017 at 10:48 PM beautiful way to resurrect those warm nostalgic feelings. Patricia Cresswell October 11, 2017 at 8:18 PM Thanks Line.

Sunlite Wanter October 6, 2017 at 7:05 PM I can feel the warmth of family and longevity. Patricia Cresswell October 6, 2017 at 7:40 PM Thank you Sunny One.

John Fleming October 6, 2017 at 1:58 PM Victor sums it up perfectly with this time old adage: "Home is where the heart is". Yes indeed, Victor! Beautifully espoused, Patricia! :) john Patricia Cresswell October 11, 2017 at 8:18 PM True my heart is definitely here.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 6, 2017 at 9:35 AM This is a love song. Gorgeous pen, again, I want to dive in. Wonderful Patricia, I can appreciate such sisterhood :) xomo! Patricia Cresswell October 6, 2017 at 9:41 AM How are you my dear poet? Thanks for visiting right nw.