Green Woman


Green Woman

Composed of smooth-muscled topaz limbs
I cannot move from this place
Which is as serene as any lily-scented hillside
Here I am  content to drape my  mind with humble gauzes
Furled from the bark of beeches, common ash trees
The slap of  lime surprises layered on blue penumbra
A choreography of  unnumbered floating skirts.

If standing were my only occupation
I would stretch and curve just like that tree
The one which has the feel of slowly turning
On one foot, the counterbalancing poise
Of thigh smoothed by diurnal yellows
Passive greys –

As though I dressed
Without pain and only tenderness
To meet this fleshy rendering of myself
In leaf, in branch, in forest.


Veronica Aldous 2016  All Rights Reserved




About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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3 Responses to Green Woman

  1. Carla says:

    Wonderful! I wish I could stretch like them too.


  2. johncoyote says:

    Your poetry is amazing. This one is my favorite. True and honest words.


  3. Thank you for you beautiful comments xx


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