- Jessica Norman
Wild Words
The smash whack of a wealding glint,
Merged at the rush of a roar or a bark,
The hum beat seethes and flaps
As we dip at the break
Ripple, climb and soar.
You fizz, I slip. You push,
I overflow -
You wreak havoc, rumble or run
Bury my ooze: a clean splash
I crack - fly into newness
A teaming shine muddily merged with
Your sniff: replenished, eroded
Consumed.
Subsumed, I dive
sing and bubble
Grow into a gliding thing
which repairs all it fights,
which sucks all it eats,
ploughed at the flow
at the stoop where it plays
And glides though the earth
As it tears down the hole it calls home.
