Erika Loch is a poet, lyricist, and writer based in London, UK. She writes in defiance of modern book burning, leaving messages for those who seek to read between the lines. She writes for her healing heart, to mine and transmute the past, and for future dreamers. The practice of writing gives Erika space to explore the mechanics of thought, time to play with meaning, and a medium to work out the most authentic arrangement of words and means to express the myriad ideas that haunt, tease, and dance in her inner world and upon her soul. She writes as a natural pathway to excavate meaning. Like a hummingbird when it comes to concepts and ideas, and a down a hole when intrigued by something newly discovered, Erika does not focus on any single theme, but recurring subject matter includes mother nature, consciousness, rebirth, lived and shared experience, memory, movement, abandonment, trauma, recovery, characters, humanity, freedom, and truth-seeding. The creative formats she is mainly drawn to are poetry (predominantly lyrical), song lyrics, research pieces, articles and op-eds. Erika is currently writing a new book which is in the realm of narrative non-fiction – time, is the central character. Erika hopes that her work helps readers feel or see something inside of them, conjure pictures, scenes, and landscapes in their mind’s eye; softens pain, and/or bolsters courage. If there is something to be learned, an emotion to be stirred, or a new perspective to be come upon through reading her poems, Erika believes she has honoured the spirit of the craft.
We Will Still Be Here
We will still be here
Said the mycelium
And so the truth
So the movement
Ever thus.
And so below
We dare not go
But if we know,
The way?
Go to ground
Root and bone
Go to ground
Heal down
To ground, Man, bring it down.
There is a magic promised
If you dare
To the edge
Of the lake
You’ll catch your breath
Look up to find
Trust in the runes
And when you’re there
You do not ache.
And so below
We dare not go
But what if we show
The way?
Lay it down, lay it down
Go to ground
Go to ground
Heels off, Girl, heal it down.
There’s a place that I know
With a portal in a tree
And ‘where all is light’
In stone.
In this place
where beauty thrives
and is to be
for the knights of wands
and roan.
And the truth that I know
Is the truth that we grow
In preparation
Of that day.
And so below
We’ll have to go
No matter
what they say.
For the truth that is
And always was,
Come whatever may.
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