You

What is solid now may not be
tomorrow. Everything changes,
volatility everywhere.
A solid poem, however.

Transiency, volatility,
perhaps that's why
people need something
to cling to, to believe in.
Solidity.

Whoa, this feels volitile!
short powerful inking :)

Thank you, Poe! Glad you feel it!

Volatility is everywhere. Relatable write, Iris. Great description. Well done! :-)

Peace
Carlene

Thank you, Carlene! Volatility per se is not bad but if you want someone or something to stay, it's sad.

So true, Iris. I enjoy reading your insightful comments, too, my friend.

You have a gift of discernment in your interpretations/explanations! :-)

I'm truely honored, Carlene! Thank you so much. I'm able to happily and fullheartedly return this compliment! And yes, when you're in your prime :-) you can fall back on experience gained in having lived a varied and rich life.

sounds like a party person. fun to dance with, but when the party's over, just say goodnight...

Someone who loves to play and part ... yes. The 'bye' should immediately follow the 'hi' :-).

Some people leave
you wanting...this
poem wants for
nothing..nicely
done...)

I love to have to look up phrases and learn :-). Thank you, dartford!!!

Chi, I know exactly the type of guy you write about...haha, arent they just darn charming despite of the outcome of things to be....

They are, Liz, they are! You just have to keep hold of your heart and run as fast as you can. Thank you, dear, for your wise comment!

Thank you for your kind words, wrangler! Glad you like it!