HONOURABLE MENTION FROM WRITE ON ISSUE 53
BY RORY PALMER, YEAR 7, AMURI AREA SCHOOL
Frost water flows through me
Cold, smooth, free and wild.
I hear waxeyes chirp and flutter up in the treetops,
A roar of the stag call to his mate
In the hills
Snorting of the wild boars
Some rustles in the green undergrowth
Colourful plants surround me
trapping me in this paradise
I can taste the air, sweet, cool
The water ripples in my belly
Yellow, warm sunlight
breaks through the thick canopy above and shines down
on me, bright and yellow.
Slash, slish, goes the waterfall below me.
Trip, trap, trip, trap, the brown
deer come to drink.
I look to the left and I see a big brown boar
toss itself in oozy mud.
I can see so much life from
just one spot, so many things.
I can see it all.
I am the creek.
This poem is a part of the Honourable Mention series, for those pieces of writing submitted to Write On Issue 53 (Summer 2019/2020) that we couldn't quite fit into the magazine.
Thank you to Hurunui Creative Communities for supporting a series of workshops at Amuri Area School.
© Write On: School for Young Writers and the poet, 2020