C: a crones heart



once I was a maiden and I had a poets heart

that attempted odes sonnets haiku and verse…

…oh goanna lizard beetle worm

possum wallaby kangaroo fern,

oh wombat bandicoot bird and glider

snake nest flower spider…


then I became mother and gained a warriors heart

unflinchingly baring my breast and wiping bottoms

next came the introduction to the sacred places

shepherding children up rocky knolls to dream on full moon nights

swimming in cold rivers

camping miles from shop or television

bringing home wounded birds echidna wombat

teaching respect and kindness

planting seeds gathering fruits

singing the songs and praying the prayers.


now I am crone

I am grandmother

and it is a wisdom heart empowered with joy and plenty sorrow.

listening to the earth

the heartearth

She calls me to response

to weave her story into your story so that you may know her

as mother and as home.


and so I offer my heartspeak

my place within this forest

my space within this earth

my words within this story

to you and you and you

that together gratitude and respect may once again flow.



8 thoughts on “C: a crones heart

  1. I love the crone’s wisdom heart. You’ve changed my mind about crones. I personally have never liked the word, have always seen it as negative, as associated with the arthritic old with in Hansel and Gretel. But when you speak of her wisdom heart and of her connection to the earth, that’s beautiful.


    1. I guess I do tend to think of the heart as that which views inhabits and qualifies our life experiences- indeed thru the eyes of my grandchildren I have written about the innocent heart another stage in our development perhaps …


    1. thanks leanne …so to set the record straight I was born in New Zealand but have lived my adult life here in oz so am I aussie am i kiwi ??? a bit of both and consider myself perhaps more of citizen of the earth…


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