Poetry: Quicksilver

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Quicksilver

Whisper to me like quicksilver

Changing and being changed with every touch

Splitting into little silvery beads

Then with a wiggle and a glisten

Becoming one big pool of quicksilver again.

I never knew you were poisonous in those days

We were encouraged to play with you in the science class

But like so many things that were innocent when we were young

You are now considered toxic

But I still love you

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Paul Edmondson Level 4 Commenter 5 years ago

Great poem. I suspected that mercury and quicksilver are one and the same, but I had to look it up to be sure.

Poetic Muse Hub Author 5 years ago

I think the word quicksilver is becoming archaic.

NightFlower Level 4 Commenter 5 years ago

Like quicksilver...love the analogy. I need to go back to writing shorter peices packed with meaning and metaphors. You've inspired me (smile).

lilmizmoore 4 years ago

Yes, I also like the anlogy presented here, I pictured the mercury just slipping around.....good use of metaphors.