Words in the Woods

In the midst of reading I sometimes find myself compelled to write. The following poem came to me while reading Autumn Laing, a book written by one of my favourite Australian authors, Alex Miller. I love his books, but for me the story is often secondary to the snippets of wisdom that permeate his pages. Here is an example from page 183 of Autumn Laing –
 “Our truths are written in our hearts and are not a currency of exchange.”
Words in the Woods
I read a sentence
By the opening
Of a doorway
Into life’s truth
After a momentary glimpse
Of the wonder within
I mark the spot
With a tiny post-it sticker
Breadcrumbs in a fairy tale
Birds come for my crumbs
I find myself
Lost in the words
Struggling to find my way
I stumble upon
The gingerbread house
Of growing awareness
Tricia 27/12/11

About triciabertram

I have written all my life. Writing helps me to make sense of a world I often don’t understand. Poetry is my supreme solace, closely followed by literature and music. When my son ended his life in 1999 I embarked on the most difficult journey of my life, my grief journey. To survive in this unknown, harsh landscape I had to write. It was for me, the only way I could even begin to move forward. Then in 2009 my darling husband died suddenly and so my journey continues. I write about other issues but because of my life experience, grief and death are continuing themes in my writing life. In our culture I believe there is a fear of death, an inability to accept the inevitability of our mortality, and this creates enormous difficulties for the bereaved and those around them. I have begun this blog in the hope I will create a small ripple in the pond of fear that is currently drowning the reality of death and grief. I will continue to skim the stones of my truth, watch them bounce, and see how many ripples I can make.

Posted on December 28, 2011, in Esoteric Offerings, Poems and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. I love snippets. And now I have another: “The gingerbread house of growing awareness”. Lovely!

  2. Jo sometimes I don’t know where the words come from. It’s probably not the done thing to say but, I quite like this “snippet” myself.

  3. Jo you made me laugh out loud.

  4. Lovely poem Tricia.
    It is unsurprising that you receive little triggers.
    I believe that when one is open and generous, one is used as conduits and mouth pieces.
    All good wishes,

    • Thank you Eric. I following a writing style called Freefall where you write without censoring. It allows words to flow, and later if I feel the need I go back and edit. This method works really well for me.

  5. What wonderful imagery is created by –

    “The gingerbread house
    Of growing awareness”

    That will stay with me 🙂

    I am not yet receiving emails to tell me when you post. No doubt wordpress will catch up with itself in due course. 🙂 In the meantime I will continue to drop in on a regular basis


    • Thank you so much David, I’m pleased you continue to drop in.

      I too have not been receiving updates on some poets/writers I have followed. Hopefully this will sort itself out in time.

      Take care

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