all-pervasive
omnipresent
deemed to be
a life-giver
I’m just a state that changes
know the pain
of my frozen shape
the angst
in vapor you inhale
I’m a state forced to change
I love the flow
so do you
hydrated bodies
drenched souls
I touch your spirit- but then change
I’m a medium
a carrier divine
choose what you mix
I can be poison or wine
You can’t escape - my state will change
Water
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So true. Beautiful.
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Thank you!
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The changing state is so interesting in this poem. I love how the line changes and weaves through this poem.
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Thank you, Victoria!
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Nice variations on this line: “I’m just a state that changes”
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Thank you so much, Frank!
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The metamorphosical nature of ever essential H2O…
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Yes. Thanks, Rob!
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Yes – love the flow, love the feel of this.
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Thank you so much!
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Wonderful Reena!
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Thanks so much!
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Very nice
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Thank you, Rupali!
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