Christchurch

A poem I wrote while visiting Christchurch in February. Words I had to write: –

Christchurch – February 2018

An ordinary February afternoon, 2011, then …
shake
creak
rumble
crack –

It shook her heart
and like fire
it’s weapon was fickle,
it ran where it wished to run –
It tore her heart …
but did not break it.

It swept through busy streets,
raced along winding lanes
and ate the earth –
It pierced her heart …
but did not empty it.

Today she is planning,
building,
moving forward slowly,
she must not rush –
It seized her heart …
but did not take it.

Time, patience,
caring and love
is restoring this beautiful city
and her heart.