Poem: The Pond I Found Last August

by Honor Davis


To the place I ruined my sister's boots
Wrote my first poems
And broke a council sign
Where I thought I'd find frogs
But instead got stuck in slime

Where the birds sang louder than anywhere else
And beetles ran faster than a cat to a mouse
Where I found comfort in my loneliness
And harmony in the crunch of leaves,
Petrichor and nowhere to be anytime soon.
A sense of freedom, belonging and safety all in one
Place

The pond I found last August
I found by nature's grace.