A/N: Written for the Another Mega Prompts Challenge, roll four six-sided die. The sum is how many entries your poetry collection should have (sum of rolls = 14), and for the 100 Prompts Challenge at the TPC, prompt #089 - crystal
water and souls
1. crystal
Words don't last forever.
Even when they leave our lips,
they scatter in the air
and are forgotten.
Even when they leave our fingertips
they're worn with walking feet
and heavy things and the raining
and the new sheets of soil
to coax the seeds
down underneath.
Words leave seeds
sometimes. Sometimes
they don't.
Sometimes they just
want to recall,
want to forget
But there's no eternal crystal
nor closet, nor tomb
for these words.