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  • poem: still the waters flow – 09/03/22

    poem: still the waters flow – 09/03/22


    Artwork by Lin Onus and Mandjad Productions “Michael and I are just slipping down to the pub for a minute” 2000

    (c) 2022 Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

    water, our life force,
    as important as the air we breathe,
    value this we must, nurture it, cherish it,
    we do, shall, see?

    water,
    an elemental force, her importance, we heed,
    countering roaring fires,
    hydrogen and oxygen calm, in part,
    but citizens harrowed and tired,
    fled and flee,

    forget these moments?
    never,

    we shall not,
    smoke lingering on the breeze.

    we as a nation banded together,
    and of elements,
    fire, earth, wind, water,
    we encountered and employed them,
    to ignore the strength of these,
    alone or together,
    we’d be ignorant,
    and repeated recollection –
    nightmarish,
    awakening, split seams.

    then the stagnant life
    where we were hidden away
    socialisation limited for our needs,
    closed work spaces,
    many months of solitude,
    from society, away, away!

    now, no major flames
    or tempests fanning another destructive force,
    no fire-forced movement – “Hades”,
    pentacle, downward swipe,
    instead again, lives lost,
    pictures, memories, animals, remembrances of families,
    destructed homes,
    now lakes and rivers overflow…
    when shall we be saved, when will we know?

    but there’s fluidity and a resilience within us all
    natural disasters will not keep us down
    we, Australians, are strong and homegrown
    brave and true, working together
    we save each other
    we rise up with others

    for bold is our connection with Mother Earth
    we respect her, we revere her, we are in awe of her
    its power, her mighty force
    for the power she provides
    and the strength and cruelty with which
    she can decimate,
    be present, or run and hide.

    like silken thread we ride her waves
    undulating untamed like the dingo
    and his friend ray
    the flames they’re battered by winds
    but we stay true,
    together, united, resilience sees us through.
    © 2022 Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose. All rights reserved.
    Artwork by Lin Onus and Mandjad Productions “Michael and I are just slipping down to the pub for a minute” 2000