April 1 2016 at spillwords.com

April 1 2016

April 1 2016

written by: Bridget Conway



As a solid and unwavering stone

You came underneath my moving

Shifting ground

As volcanoes erupted at full menace

My ashes covered everything

Except you in the twinkling dark

I’ll remember the time you emerged

And every day after

As my morning light

As the stars that showed the way

Bridget Conway

Bridget Conway

Bridget Conway is a poet, writer, editor, and critic currently residing in Sydney. She is a hippie at heart who loves cats, Star Trek, theatre, coffee, and books.
You can check out her musings on her blog where she writes a poem every day as part of a healing process for her mental illness and reviews all things artsy.
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