Rain in Pirongia
written by: Elizabeth Barton
@DestinyAngel25
It’s raining in Pirongia, a mythic place
traced in pale mountains on the skyline,
veiled by falling rain, inching eastwards.
The air is scented, sweetly damp; telltale gusts
augur the arrival of wintry weather.
Clouds now obscure the sun; a mood, a memory
spurs a far-off time where shadows fall;
uplifting breezes roam the forests
enclosing Pirongia in ancient tales
of people who lived in mist so long ago.
Furtively, they walk abroad before the rain,
inviting clouds to linger in treetops and soften
fern beds where their weightless footsteps fall;
in rain and mist they may see us too,
and know where two worlds meet
in the first sign of changing weather.
Elizabeth Barton is an artist and poet from New Zealand, with work featured in Pink Plastic House, Fevers of the Mind, Black Bough Poetry, Flight of the Dragonfly Poetry, The Hooghly Review, Vita Brevis Literature, Nothing Divine Dies, and Literary Revelations' inaugural publication, Hidden in Childhood. A winner of the 2020 White Label Cinq competition, her collection Mirrored Time was published in July 2023 by Hedgehog Poetry Press. Elizabeth has authored two further poetry collections, All Revolutions Begin This Way and Auroral, both published by Alien Buddha Press. Her art is in private and public collections worldwide, including the V & A Prints Collection, London.
Latest posts by Elizabeth Barton (see all)
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