Waterkin

Some things don't change. Instead they change whatever attempt to change it/them. I love this piece.

Your gift with words never changes viddax, my friend

And some things like the seas, tides, and rain do not change but evolve and flow into new forms in their cycle. Thank you for the praise wise wanderer.

That evoke visions of dancing in the rain...and Ginger Rogers with Fred Astaire in a storm...and heavy rainfall on muddy country roads. A poem that can be interpreted in many ways.

Except this time, the rain also dances with a fluid movement like any dancer; water has many forms and I hope I conveyed that a little if not a lot.

I liked how this one was short but said exactly the right lines. :)

Short!? Do my poems tend to ramble on, I do try to keep them short and succinct; if you can see it so then my effort was not in vain!

I really enjoyed this poem. It's less overtly philosophical than a lot of your work, seeming more like a playdate with alliteration and imagery, but is none the worse for that. The alliteration creates a pleasing effect, one that can be enjoyed even more when read aloud, I feel, and I love Thor's-day, that little hint at Norse mythology, even if reading the word aloud does make me sound like a dime-store Bugsy Malone! Thank you for the read, Viddax. xxx

Poems with a water theme and with alliteration seem to suit me well; I actually write what I mean rather than trying to dress it up with fancy thoughts. I am glad you liked the little Norse easter-egg there, always happy when one such treat thrills someone. Thanks for the praise and comment, it means a lot.

I am so with ya,
and have missed
you much !

-Howlings