At The Peace Center

Posted on Updated on

Each word is a stone
rearranged by the spring tide
down at the seashore.

Earth, air, water, fire
are conjoined here in one piece
at each poem’s heart.

When the tide comes in
all the stones are tossed about
by the water waves.

The process goes on
day and night deep in our minds
with each new thought.

There are two movements
ever at work in all things-
even in ourselves.

These movements make us
Tangential and radial.
We stroke and we poke.

We bump and we scrape
as do the smoothed stones
along a cobbly seashore.

We move like the stones
moving down at the mind’s beach
being rearranged.

The rising waters
immerse us and we compose
in recreation.

Our view is shaken
in each kaleidoscopic
movement to novelty.

Those who are ready
to have their world rearranged
drown in the love tide.

Words come together
to make us compatible
at the peace center.


– John L. Waters

Please visit the above, and click out on a Google link – help me pay for the time it takes to makes these daily posts


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.