Liquid Poetry

Water flows around obstacles
seeps through tiny spaces
Water is soft and yet it is hard
and erodes solid rock
It has no colour of its own
but reflects the sky or takes on the colour of silt
swirling up from the bottom
In the ocean, we can bob with the waves
or let them crash against us
beat us down into the water
and carry us away

We can walk out
to the very end of a long pier
let the slowly flowing water seduce us
with the illusion that we are moving
on the surface of a lake
Or watch like a frog
the lapping water
threatening to seep over
our lower eyelids
the world above mirrored
obscuring the world below
the world below with the glass ceiling
clear glass yet mirrored on one side

Water frozen is solid yet still water
Steam mist fog, it rises–still water
falling again it completes the circle
moving through a thousand definitions
of jagged icicles and rising floods
lacy snowflakes and crystals of hail
a dewdrop on a leaftip at night
that disappears after dawn
or the treasury inside a desert cactus

Water flows like poetry
We wade through poetry

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About Chris Galvin

Chris Galvin is a Canadian writer, editor and photographer dividing her time between Canada and Viet Nam. Her essay Flood Season was a finalist for the 2012 Best of the Net prize, and Discovering Hến Rice in Central Việt Nam won third place (shared) and a Readers’ Choice Award in the 2015 I Must Be Off! Travel Essay Contest. Her work has appeared in various anthologies and literary journals, including Descant, Asian Cha, PRISM International, Room, and others. She has written in Vietnamese and English for Vietnam Tourism Review/Kham Pha Du Lich Vietnam Magazine, Travellive, and Du Lich Giai Tri. Chris is currently looking for a home for her recently completed manuscript, Breakfast Under the Bodhi Tree, a book about living, eating, and tour-guiding in Viet Nam.
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7 Responses to Liquid Poetry

  1. yamabuki says:

    Lightning marks the sky
    Shooting stars caress the moon
    Rainbows unfolds the light
    Ocean waves dance the wind
    Nature’s poetry sings to us

    yamabuki

    • chris says:

      Thanks, Yamabuki, for sharing your poetry here.
      Nature’s poetry sings
      sometimes loud
      sometimes almost imperceptibly
      but never stopping
      always breathing

  2. yamabuki says:

    Yes, yes, yes
    Beautifully written poetry of water
    Liquid beauty shining bright
    And deep in darkness
    We see reflected
    The many poetic sides
    Of water’s soul

    yamabuki

  3. very artistic and magical imagery.

    check out short story slam today. hope to see your participation.

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