Archive for September 24th, 2011

A poem


Lives flow down the slick rock channel of polished dreams

Slide over an edge splitting into drops and rivulets.  Some cohere, some cleave into diamond drops:  sparkling individuals in the crystalline air

All follow the Laws of Gravity and Time to shatter splinter foam into rainbow making mists on the chaotic chasm’s rocks below

The roil collects in the deep calm pool below the cataract–coalescing cohering in ionic ironic love patterns, rippling waves collect errant drops, all rest in the eddy

Only to feel the tug of time’s slope:  to move once more and flow together towards the next precipice.


Ellie Smith

Costa Rica,  9/24/2011

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