Bones - Poem by Ruth Walters
The toe bone's connected to
lush grass, early mornings, bird song
The heel bone's connected to you,
how you look when you're ahead
The foot bone's connected to determination,
how you keep going when all is crumbling
The leg bone's connected to your fears,
your wobbles, how you need support
The knee bone's connected to your knee jerk
reactions to this crazy world
The thigh bone's connected to your inner strength
that helps you take control
The back-bone's connected to work,
hard work, hard work, sheer hard work
The neck bone's connected to anguish
a shattered life, struggles, tears, pain.
The head bone's connected to suffering,
the way you look when you're distraught.
The neck bone's connected to perception,
the world, its selfishness, its unfairness
The back bone's connected to the wall,
the wall I keep my back to, it's safe.
I have no backbone or I would have stood up to her, to him, to them,
conquered their silences, carried on.....
The thigh bone's connected to
the way you get up every time you're knocked down _
the soldier who took the bullet, crawled to save his comrades,
the child who called for help to save its mother
The knee bone's always connected to reactions,
decisions, needs, your needs, my needs…
The foot bone's connected to running,
running away, I want to run and hide
my toes twist beneath my feet, connecting with hard concrete and pain, my world's crumbling but I'm on my feet again.
My foot bone's powerful, leads from the front,
lets me fight another day, my foot bone's survival,
connected to life, lush grass, summer, early mornings, bird song
forests, the sky, the trees, my freedom………
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