Poems of the Week



Change proclaims its

dominance. “Just try

and stay the same,”

it taunts. “See how

long the status quo

will last before it’s

blasted into newness

by the now.”


Change isn’t always

flashy like the Grand

Canyon. Sometimes

it’s subtle, like the

blinking of an eyelash

or the floating of a

feather on the wind.


Say yes, and change

will take you somewhere

unexpected. Say no,

and you’ll end up in

the same place,

resisting all the while.


I’d rather go willingly

and see if the journey

itself just might be

worth the ride.


by Danna Faulds