“Oh mother bring me home” by Eros Nelson
November 20, 2023
I stare up into the clouds and grieve the world that we have lost
I plead with mother Earth to return to her warm and welcoming grasp
as I lay there dirt rubbing against my skin
I wish to be returned in the Harshest way possible
I imagine all the ways she could reclaim what is rightfully Hers
Behind my eyes I see myself sink deeper into the ground
her vine’s wrapping around me Holding me close as a mother to her child
My head pointed directly at the sky
eyes wide open forever to be blinded by the sun
And only given rest when the moon is awake
I become a part of the scenery
lavender bursts from my veins wrapping around my wrists and threw my fingers.
Daisies grow from my throat and Bloom through my lips Decorating my mouth
Finally giving my voice a rest
At last I am one with her again
as all nature should be.
This poem was written by Eros Nelson, as an 11th grader at The Center School with WITS Writer-In-Residence Corinne Manning. Performed at the Trsut for Public Land an& SAL Present: An Evening with the Full Circle Everest Team on Wednesday, November 15th, 2023, at Town Hall.