A Poetry Showcase by Susan Darlington

shallow focus photo of red flowers

White Roots

The seed’s journey ended
in the crook of my spine.

It sent down thin white roots
that blindly tapped for purchase.

Dug deeper into bone; my back twisting
while the sapling grew tall and straight.

A goldfinch landed in the canopy
with sunshine held in its beak.

I offered it shelter. It offered me light.
Fed me rays of yellow blossom.

When it flew away my vertebrae
crumbled. My spine was felled.

Empty leaves rustled in my out-breath;
a green sea that spilled into my body

and washed it away on the next tide.

(With reference to Heavens To Betsy’s “My Red Self”)

It was the summer
we made a pinkie promise
to always be sisters.

Afternoons spent locked
in our bedrooms, we bloomed
from schoolgirls into goddesses

with our knee-high socks,
vintage camisoles, 
and thick gloops of lipstick 

in the darkest plums and reds.
It was the colour of menstrual blood.
It was the colour of power.

We used it to write
‘slut’ down our arms
and ‘witch’ across our bellies.

Marvelled at how liberated
we were as we sang
to our favourite records.

“Never wear white/
Or your shame will creep thru.”
Knowing that in those vinyl grooves
there was the possibility of change.

At Six Weeks...

your cells would have divided,
multiplied and bloomed like algae
in the secrecy of your dark pond.

Its fluid would have rippled
to the pounding katoosh, katoosh
of your pearl of a heart;

sloshed as you squirmed,
flicked your amphibious tail
out of the shallows too soon

- impatient to take a gulp of air -
and swam into my heart’s roar  
as it divided in two.

Meadow Clearance

The meadow’s been razed.

Its cloud of oxeye daisies
gathers in a carbon storm
that floods out the city

where roadside cornflowers
bow their heads in sleep
as gravel nights descend

and a single red poppy
cries its bloodied petals
over what has been lost.

Bio: Susan Darlington’s poetry regularly explores the female experience through nature-based symbolism and stories of transformation. It has been published in Dreich, Anti-Heroin Chic, Dream Catcher, and One Hand Clapping among others. Her chapbook ‘Traumatropic Heart’ is upcoming from Selcouth Station and her collection ‘Under The Devil’s Moon’ is available from Penniless Press. Follow her @S_sanDarlington   

Wolfpack Contributor: Susan Darlington

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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