A Poem-A-Day Celebration

Poem submission by kelwomack

There has to be something here

Perhaps the way the water bends

And slides over the rocks as an image

Of your hair cascading the crevices

And angles of your shoulders, the collar-

Bones as branches wedged into the

Draws formed by gently winding

Trapezius. Or maybe they’re just

Rocks, and water, simply, beautifully

And without the responsibility

Of living up to your winding river.