Yellow River, Yellow Rocks by Allen Qing Yuan

We have rocks

There are life-changing ones
Like the centre of the galaxy,
An immense figure above others,
It oversees the smaller ones
Being swept away by
Their own inadequacies
The big ones resonate ripples into the river
An act of defiance against the mainstream
A change felt in the waters

Then there are the small pebbles
common and collected in the pits of the river
drowned in silent buzz, they just hold up the big rocks now
they are all Atlas holding up a big ambition

But sometimes the big ones fair no better
As they become stepping stones
A foothold for an almighty foot.

 

About the Author:
Born in Canada, Allen Qing Yuan edits Poetry Pacific in Vancouver. Since the 10th grade, Allen’s poetry has appeared in 49 literary publications across 12 countries, including Contemporary American Voices, Cirque, Cordite Poetry Review, Istanbul Literary Review, Literary Review of Canada, Mobius, Paris/Atlantic, Poetry Scotland, Spillway, Taj Mahal Review and Toronto Quaterly. Poetry submissions welcome at yuans@shaw.ca.