One Poem by Kim Whysall-Hammond

Written in response to this month’s Special Challenge.

Dryad

Made manifest in evening gloom
she and her tree lean together
roots awash with flooding
strain and pain her
others reach branches
and grasping twigs
to the stricken one
but wood is not muscle
dryads are not women
to push and pull
nothing can be done
once upright and bold
they lean now together
until they fall

 

Kim Whysall-Hammond is a Londoner who now lives in rural Berkshire. She has been published by Ink, Sweat and Tears, Three Drops from a Cauldron, Amaryllis, London Grip New Poetry and Crannóg amongst others. Kim shares poetry on her blog (https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/).

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