National Poetry Day Message Poem by Alison Williams

Liz Brownlee ♦ October 6, 2016 ♦ Leave a comment

Flow

.

my world is fluid

in a constant

state of flux

.

I am an ocean

who once spoke

to the dry land

.

I told him how much

I admired his

permanence

.

he answered me

with rockfalls, landslides

lava fields

.

he showed me

all the pain there is

in rigidness

.

when change comes

then the hardness somehow

has to break

.

rending himself apart

and shedding

tears of fire

.

he gave me

just a glimpse

into his molten core

.

.

© Alison Williams