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The heavy bones of my life
scrape past yellow lichens
to sink in verdant moss

These bones, they cast long shadows
that smother sunlit joys
weigh me down when I yearn to
dance with the birds

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

A poem inspired by the line from ‘Spring Azures’ from the poetry collection Wild Geese by Mary Oliver: ‘Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy’.


Slender bones, delicately traced
staring grinning skulls.
No skin, no muscle,
no eyes, no heart or other parts.
Yet they tell a knowing eye many tales
of wounds healed, muscle strengths,
diseases and battles fought.
Indications of the life lived
And sometimes the death faced.

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond