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Rainforest in Russet

by Cynthia Sharp

Cover Design: Candice James

© Silver Bow Publishing 2018


Smashwords Edition 2018

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The rainforests hold answers

to questions we have yet to ask.


~ Mark Plotkin



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Rainforest in Russet


Dedicated


To everyone who supported my writing journey from way back in my York creative writing days

to my current communities in Pandora’s Collective, The Royal City Literary Arts Society and

Writers International Network, with much gratitude to Ken Ader, Jacqueline Carmichael,

Coranne Creswell, Candice James, Ken Johns, Fiona Tinwei Lam, Jude Neale, Emily Olsen and

everyone at Silver Bow Publishing and the Simon Fraser University Writer’s Studio.


Acknowlegements


Thank you, Jude Neale, for your huge heart and collaboration with me on the title poem of this

book “Rainforest in Russet”; and I also thank Antarctica Journal, Ascent Aspirations Magazine

Friday’s Poems, CV2, Lantern Magazine, The Piker Press, Prolific Press, Street Light Press,

Toasted Cheese & untethered for earlier publications of several of these poems.


Table of Contents


Dedication

Acknowlegements

Rainforest in Russet

Perseid Showers

Bliss

The Sojourner’s Way

For All the Flowers

How to Honour the Moon

Call of the Light

Cycles

Gratitude

Simplicity

Dreaming with Tulips

A Tribute to Orange

dancing with thunder

Shipwreck

After the Fire

the dreaming after the storm

Solstice Blessings

Crescent Moon

Baptism

Take Flight

Into the Heart

Haiku

Poppies and Dragonflies

Inventory

amid quiet full trees

Haiku 2

Tanka

A Mid-Autumn Night’s Dream

Autumn’s Kintsugi

Remembrance

To All the Twitter Poets

Silent Grey

beyond

The Summer We Never Had

The Bohemian

Somnambulant Web

Selenophilia

Between Now and Yesterday

Respite

Remainder 1

Chemical Collision

Amaranthine

Falling Stars

The Emerald

Pine Boughs and Sweetgrass

A Winter Tapestry

Pigeon Park

shadowgirl

the unwanted catch

sirens and wind

Timeless Soul

Haiku 3

Mirage

Your Sweetness Lingers

Softly in Cedar

You Were There

Sleeping with Books

late autumn sun

The Zen of Tulips

As I Let Go

All These Poems

surrender

Wild Flowers



Poet Profile



The forest doctors of the Amazon say

each plant has its “song”,

and to know how to use the plant

you must listen to its voice.


~ Jay Griffiths


Rainforest in Russet


In the silence

between

breaths,

 

my truth rises.

 

I fall into the space

where the forest

 

captures

light.

  

Is this the question

or the answer?

 

To trust this journey of closure?

 

A new opening repertoire -

I dig for you

 

in the shadows of dying

grey matter, 

 

to find a slip,

 

a morsel

of foggy memory.

 

How we set up your chessboard

the night we met.


Photographed the pieces


in their complicity

to be seen as art.

 


The queens,


their own fashion statements 

balanced in the spotlight.

 

The horses rode across

the checkered landscape,

 

free of battle

scars or fear.

 

Configurations

came and went.

 

We both knew the game

transcended competition,

 

our strategy

a decades long

tango of connection.

 

We played until

slivers of dawn

 

shone


onto an empty stage.

 

Now at the threshold 

of rainforest in russet,

 

ash into earth,

to whatever is or isn’t,

 

I am released.



Perseid Showers


leaf lanterns glow under stars

dried flowers line 

an evergreen cathedral

rainforest lit up   

we lie on the cool earth 

our own mythology



Bliss


moonlit

cherry petals

under fireflies and stars

the love I still believe will come

risen



The Sojourner’s Way


in the haven of silence

I no longer carry

everyone’s blind spots

put some of it down

let nirvana return


fallen tree uprooted no more

thunder, rain, time

cherry petals in a sea of blue

the swoosh of a sand stream

emptied of unwanted current

gentle mist beyond


slow journeys

the softness of wind in birch leaves

heart of green earth breathing

these afternoons before I go to forest


only a tiny fraction makes it to the light


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