Points North

Points North

written by: Ingrid Wilson

@Experimentsinfc

Wheels in motion and the wind
Whips around behind my ears
At the nape of my neck
In a subtle caress
And I know I’m being propelled

Along a river of life
Whose course and motion
I do not pretend to understand
Sometimes I like it when the waters
Speed me down towards a sea
Sunless and sighing

Till the cloud breaks
And I see
The sky is crying
And at sundown
Out come all the thousand stars
And I can name the constellations

In this hemisphere
At any time of year
There is always the plough
Above, or the big dipper
And at its tip, Polaris
The Pole Star
Points North

And so I have my fixed
Celestial compass
Though I do not
Always understand the path
Or the trajectory
I know well my own
Portion of the sky,
The earth below, above only the heavens and
Points North.

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Ingrid Wilson

JAN/FEB 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com

Ingrid is a writer and independent publisher via her publishing house Experiments in Fiction. She published Amazon-bestselling poetry anthology 'Wounds I Healed' in June 2022, and is to publish the first solo poetry collection by Jeff Flesch, 'Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow,' on 1 September 2022. Her own work has been published widely both online and in print, and she was nominated for Spillwords Author of the Year 2021. You can find out more about her work and publishing activities at her website - Experiments in Fiction.

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