When the breeze so effortlessly knocks me down, I think of you
I remember being cocooned in my room, my most sacred shelter, feeling the sun hug my
frightened, lost skin
I nestle under my sheets imagining I am there again
breathing slowly
healing quietly
growing softly
I imagine in what direction my feet were moving before I opened the door myself to me
And I exhaled a recycled exhale once more
The birds on your side of the world were so kind to me and always sang to me a morning song of
rebirth
To start anew, fresh innocence for me to pen and rejoice
I call it to me now in this time of need
Who I was then and grew to be are seen on the pavement and broken concrete by eyes I knew,
who may be forgotten, and who I may be a sliver of a memory to
Your sun always had a way of waking me up in my conscious slumber and I thank you for it
An emotional drifter guided by the wind I’ve taken my power back many times here
I call it all to me now in this time of need
Is the nature of my call wanting me to be in nature again?
or
a call for me to awaken into my wildest womanly form on earth?
I call the answer to me now
I’ve had the answer with me every day, somehow
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J. Claire is a multi-award-winning poet and author, widely known as the Poet of the Wild.
Her debut collection, Revelry, has earned national and international recognition across
contemporary, narrative and nature poetry, with honors from the American Fiction Awards,
NYC Big Book Awards, American Writing Awards, and the Independent Press Awards. Born
in the heart of Pennsylvania and a native of both coasts, she writes at the intersection of
landscape, embodiment and human connection. Her work appears in Harness Magazine,
and she is a contributing writer for Colorado Springs Lifestyle Magazine, while also serving
as VP/Promotions Director for the Colorado Authors League.
J. Claire’s writing offers language as both witness and medicine, attentive to stillness, movement, and the wild terrains that shape us.
Website: https://jclairepoetry.com