Monday, 25 October 2010

A Willow bends

It seems like only when
he thinks he’s got it right
that a surge of ancient strength
rises up his skeleton

but it’s only when her words
begin to proves him wrong
that he starts to understand
how bones can slowly melt;

made of humble jelly
bending through a brittle husk
and, in the heat of battle, really
nothing’s worth too much.

She tells him – til he gets it,
working out what strength is.

1 comment:

  1. i truly like this. do we ever really understand how we affect the very framework of others?