Resolution Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

I'm lost in the woods I cried softly
knowing none could hear
knowing the wild beasts near

at least I was told so
when telling was still a possible thing
and I have lost the golden ring

of words to stay me
the crumbs from the last little loaf
from home

my copper coins that shone
and have only
the dunce cap

simpleton's pie
wool gathered in all the dream colours
to warm me.

foot not shod
still I will walk
in the thought of God

heart not eased
and near no stream
I can cup my hands in

splashing the sorrow off.
here I will live among the leaves
under a huckleberry sky

until I do not.

mary angela douglas 31 december 2015