Sunday 17 January 2021

Five Poems by Fotoula Reynolds




All that is not yet spoken

Is written between the

Pages of two and three

In the language of our time

Words enter my soul

Like a verbal tattoo


The son of Saul

Desperately seeks

A Greek rabbi


Bless the dead

Bless the living

Pray upon the iconography

Don’t worship the in-between

The calla lily signifies departure

Grief hypnotizes like absence seizures


My voice is blind in the starlight

Hymns vibrate in my sternum

Harmony between body and spirit



Almost found


In crystal waters

Tears drop and stagnate


Watermelon-pink coral

Embedded in grains of sand


A lone sea-star glistens

Home is a rock-pool


Unreachable sounds fade

Echo beach lost in a shell


Atlantis is (not) a myth

Poseidon’s trident rattles earth



 The sting of revelations


As words lift off the page and

Into my breath, sound and body

I begin to hear beauty and meaning

In the cosmos of exposed souls


Arm in arm

In the pearly rain

You call me back with your song

The truth is as bare as my hand


On the tips of my bleeding fingers

I fall silent in my shedding skin

I watch my own regrowth with sting

When will the pain wane?





The storm arrived

It changed the day

From a golden glow

To a colour without colour


Mother says


Close your eyes and dream of

A garden filled with sunflowers

Put one hand on your heart

And one on the trunk of a tree


Like moshaereh, you are now

In the fine company of poetry



 Language floats


 Language floats and curls in the air

We catch words with freedom

Clouds hold our thoughts

Solitude is a self-love

Skywrite a dream

Angels visit us

Flowers rain

How time

Fly’s by



Fotoula Reynolds is a retired Education Support Aide. She lives in the Dandenong Ranges in southern Australia and began writing poetry in 2016. She regularly participates in spoken word events in and around the city of Melbourne.

She is the author of three poetry collections – The Sanctuary of my Garden, Silhouettes and Along the Macadam Road. She is published in four Australian poetry anthologies and her poems appear internationally in magazines, journals and reviews (online and print).

Fotoula is a 2019 Pushcart Prize nominee.




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