Poem
Go Rogue
by Kirli Saunders •
I latch onto the mantra
let them go
and go off the grid
switch the phone to moon mode
[do not disturb me]
and later switch it off
go rogue
go smoke signals forged in a fire boiling yabbies we caught in the creek
go clouds of white in blue wren open sky backdropping scribbly gums and
their scribbly gum moths frilly wings enchanting
go salt water rock pools with sea foam icing
go strangler fig jutting roots
like benches for the broken
heartbreak will not break me
go snow
go sand under foot
go river pebble paperweight in hand
go back to the land
back to the land
to the land
and let her heal you
when an ending arrives
Kirli Saunders