Dave Bishop: In The Earth

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IN THE EARTH
She calls in the night, in the blindness of three AM, her black loam throbbing . . . This is not the first time I've slipped away to be with her. We've made love on the breasts of hills and wrapped ourselves in thickets at high noon. Not always gently. I have peeled the sod from her shoulders and slid into her steel hard - made her bleed. And still she loved me. I have dressed her in clothes unbecoming her nature, and made her lay bare on cold nights. I have taken food away from the mouths of her babes. And now, again, this night I lay with her - cold this time. And once again she takes me in.
DAVE BISHOP

IN THE EARTH

She calls in the night,
in the blindness of three AM,
her black loam throbbing . . .

This is not the first time
I've slipped away to be with her.
We've made love on the breasts of hills
and wrapped ourselves in thickets
at high noon.

Not always gently.
I have peeled the sod from her shoulders
and slid into her steel hard -
made her bleed.
And still she loved me.

I have dressed her in clothes
unbecoming her nature,
and made her lay bare on cold nights.
I have taken food away
from the mouths of her babes.

And now, again, this night
I lay with her - cold this time.
And once again she takes me in.

DAVE BISHOP

Dave Bishop has a small farm near Atlanta, IL. US. He operates Rural Image, an earth orientated business that combines high tech computer services and web page design with low tech projects such as native landscape restoration and nature connect activities. He has published 7 collections of poetry and short stories, and has over 100 published articles, essays, and poems. "In The Earth" is part of a new collection of poetry and photography titled IMAGERY OF THE SACRED EARTH due out this summer.

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