Updated: Apr 23, 2020
As a River, we all wade on
All traveling the same current
Pulled the same direction only to diverge by circumstance
Through time, polluted
Uniquely we tread
Shaped by land
Shaping the land
Ultimately, collectively, Evaporated
Unknown and Foreign
Unrecognizable
All together once more
Dear B, The memories you have given me has changed my life forever. So many beautiful memories that I can cherish each and every day....
A blank room, a canvas. Three beds nicely tucked waiting for their next patients. Food comes in, cold sweaty steamed food. Half touched,...
I like the title, "Fluid Time." Like it's a natural process. Fluidity. Like it is continuous, for all of us. Because, we are all in this River together, but we somehow find different paths or ways to flow through the river, like you said, "Pulled the same direction only to diverge by circumstance." True.
Also, the beginning of the poem, "we" & "all" stand out to me. It signifies unity, that we are all in the same life/world/community. Still, we "diverge" "uniquely", make way for our own paths while still following the same "path" of life. And in the end, despite having gone about our own life, "Shaped by land /Shaping the land," we finish how we started..."All together once…
This was a very nice poem Jaycee. I think it is very accurate for the way we live our lives and the way we interact with our outside world. Well Done!
I love this poem... It's so real. I think no one reaches the end of the river with waters as clear as what they started with. "Shaped by land
Shaping the land" I love this. And then ultimately, we all pour out into the same ocean, for we are made of the same stuff. The same molecules, the same humanity. We separate on the way, and this gives us the illusion of difference, but in the end we grow old, go through the same shit in different ways, and die. It's beautiful, and it makes me think of friendships lost, or friendships diverted by land, when I wasn't strong enough to shape the land according to my will. Thank you for…