Apathy And Emotion Poem by Josh Alfred

The surface is silent/
But the fishes are playful/
Like thought beneath/
The apathy I appear to keep.

The sky is toned blue and is still/
But the universe is making stars beyond/
Like my thoughts bursting out of imagination/
Which fiddle with folly beneath the gaze of my peering.

Settled rocks on earth bound hills/
Only move when the earth quakes/
Like my many thoughts that rumble/
When wonder shakes them alive.