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Water, Fire, Earth, Air

Yerba Buena Island

By Geoffrey Philp Published about a year ago 1 min read
Across the Bay

To the sounds of drums

the way water smoothes stones

Oshun writes her name.

In the dry season

the flamboyant that preached fire,

hums a harvest hymn.

From drought hardened earth

seeds that I had forgotten

unfurl their green flags.

In the Everglades

bees tumble in the mid-air

drunk on grape nectar.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Geoffrey Philp

I am a Jamaican writer. I write poems (haiku & haibun), stories & essays about climate change, Marcus Garvey, music icons such as Bob Marley, and the craft of writing through personal reflection & societal engagement.

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  • Ward Norcuttabout a year ago

    Vivid and compelling Images and story combined. Very nice work!

  • Soy Amigoabout a year ago


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