What Lies Beneath by Lynn White


What Lies Beneath

I dug up so many things
to create my garden
not only rocks
and pieces of slate
but tools from those who
had worked in this difficult land.
I built walls from the rocks
and edged my new pond in slate.
The tools became decorations
to tell the story of the land.
Then I found the tractor,
or so I thought,
a toy
that some child had played with
dreaming of flat land
with good soil.
Then I looked more closely
and saw it was a soldier
in the driving seat.
Not a tractor
some sort
of killing machine
I buried it back where it came from.
It seemed the best thing to do with it.

© 2018 Lynn White


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Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. Her poem ‘A Rose For Gaza’ was shortlisted for the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition 2014. This and many other poems, have been widely published. Find Lynn at: lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com


One thought on “What Lies Beneath by Lynn White

  1. judekelvin igbonekwu

    I love this line from the poem

    but tools from those who
    hard worked -in this difficult land. oh… had worked in this difficult land, I meant to say…

    poetry is meant not to be understood. and sometimes being differently poetic, thank you for such a fine piece

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