Monday, 3 September 2012

Ear to the Ground

Listen, they are coming:
only pause a moment;
still the fury of your breathing
and lay your ear
close to the ground.

If you listen, you will hear it,
behind the applause
and the roar of the crowds,
and the music;
behind the speeches,
the TV hype, the band ,
and the flapping of flags.

Behind all the fuss,
there is something else,
something like the sound
of slow thunder,
something like the rumble
and chug of a train
that approaches
from far away.

Feel your heart pound,
feel the earth against your cheek,
as you grope in the shadows
of remembrance:
not the sound of thunder
not the rattle of a train
but a tramping, the march
of many boots.

© Abigail Wyatt

Atos protesters clash with police in 'day of action' against Paralympics sponsor

Abigail is one of the three founding members of the Red River Poets. The latter will be appearing at the Heartlands Project in Cornwall, 29th September, as part of 100 Thousand Poets for Change.

1 comment:

  1. Great poem Abigail, the ideas flow from each other seamlessly.

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