from fire and water
this fall I have felt like a crucible
flamed by the fire of feeling
and, from the forging,
new poems have appeared
as if etched in fire on the page,
water is often my philosopher’s stone,
as it falls and pools around me
experience, thoughts, and feelings
can transform into poetry,
and sometimes I just need
to sink into the moment
and just let it be.
by Henry H. Walker
December 21, ’13
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