Poetry
Poetry: ‘The Green Room’ by Patricia Wellingham-Jones
by Patricia Wellingham-Jones
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At the edge of the property
far from house and telephone
we lounge in two green Adirondack
chairs by a tall hedge.
Behind us redbud, butterfly bush,
a crape myrtle frilling white.
Down the blackberry slope
in front the creek gurgles
over round stones. Its cool breath
rises, blends with a breeze
from the south, drifts across
our summer-hot skin.
In this haven of leaves and flowers
I watch lines on your forehead
smooth, ease away.
About the Author
Patricia Wellingham-Jones is a former psychology researcher and writer/editor with an interest in healing writing and the benefits of writing and reading work together. Widely published in poetry and nonfiction, she writes for the review department of Recovering the Self: A Journal of Hope and Healing and has ten chapbooks of poetry.
