Terra cotta

(sfs)

only puddles
streams
and lakes
fish and leaves
earthen
dreams
not in the dark
but through
the soil
grinding rocks
not Grecian toil
thirsty roots
winding worms
grass and trees
in rain-soaked
seams
not fallen
fruits
from barren skies
not purloined
berries
through aviaries fly
the oranges
taken in my hand
smile not
from the sky
but from the land.

Dr T.P. Wilkinson writes, teaches History and English, directs theatre and coaches cricket between the cradles of Heine and Saramago. He is also the author of Church Clothes, Land, Mission and the End of Apartheid in South Africa. Read other articles by T.P..