Thursday, October 04, 2018

 

Poem: Morning Walk, Evening Walk

By: Donovan Baldwin

Every morning I walk by the water.
Every evening I walk by the water.
Same path,
Yet...
Every time it's different,
Different water,
Different view,
Different me.

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Tuesday, October 10, 2017

 

Poem: The Shape Of Water

By: Donovan Baldwin

Water takes the shape of what it's in.
Who and what we are is in the shape
Of where we find ourselves in
Life, and space, and time.

Water ripples, or made to waves by wind,
As the loves and hates that blow on us,
Cause our surfaces to alter,
Changing our outer selves.

Within, as water wild or softly flowing,
We remain the same, little changed in fact,
By all the changes made on us;
Our essential molecules remain.

Still, within ourselves, as pebbles in a stream,
Are small bits of us becoming worn smooth,
Slowly changed by the flow of tiem,
Making us different each passing day.

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