waterfalling

over the edge
like water
falling
not far
never too far

how we turn
to liquid
when
the going
gets too tough

and we flow away
into cracks
and
the pools
of secret rivers

but never far
not falling
far
like water
over an edge

© BH, 2025

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A sudden need for a short poem. And here it was, spilling out to fit an illustration that had gone wrong.

The image was the prompt, then, and here it flowed all over my screen like that same water of metaphorical flight.

How strange… how very strange…