Sunday 23 September 2012

Ynys Môn by L C Ricardo

Ynys Môn 

On craggy, stone-strewn shores
glacial breakers
shatter

the mothering rock.
Her deep ores sustain her
children.

She views hoary mountains
and stretches through
pale, lucent mist,

a ship off the cairn
or ancestral ghost,
sea-kept.

Her name rings silver.
Her heart, living coal,
men's bread.

Her elder offspring raised stones
like broken circlets,
scattered,

left in mute patterns,
undecipeherable and
sacred.


L C Ricardo, Florida, USA

2 comments:

Crafty Green Poet said...

L.C. Ricardo is an aspiring writer, wife, and mother living in Florida. She blogs over on Spinning Straw into Gold (http://spinstrawintogold.blogspot.com)

Masha said...

I especially liked the use of elder here, it made me think of the plant and all it's magic. Very good word choice.