Levels Waiting

[jim turner]

Inside the old, sad man
the young man asked,
“How has it come to this?
Where did we go wrong?”

Shouldering that embracing ‘we,’
The old man groaned yet smiled,
saying nothing, not to hurt
more than he could hold,
knowing that men and water,
given gravity and a path,
will always seek a level.

Jim 8/20/10

[judih]

we find levels
but do we seek them?
hoping we don't

(but admitting your poem is convincing, Jim)

[joel]

Somewhere in the midst of calculus and the science of hydrology, there is a practical reality of waters that flow naturally uphill (pushed and pulled by pressure gradients, if I remember simplistically and/or correctly)--with a certain amount of grace then, perhaps, for young men growing older.

I really enjoy the story-telling in this one, Jim. I'm really enjoying your writing in general!