The Fern Ticket I by Zakiya Mckenzie
A poem for our centenary project writers in the forest.
The Fern Ticket I
A taboo so sweet
A myth so endearing
A lover’s retreat
A comfortable clearing
Where prying eyes hide
Cannot intrude
And lover’s do the things they do
Within the folds of thick forest
Beneath the branches where birds nest
They share together nature’s delight
With woodland cover and sunlight
In rhythm with rain, in motion with moon
To give and take, to enjoy the bloom
To dance for days and to love with it
Come with amour, here lies the fern ticket
