Julia A Keirns Poet Free verse

Volcanoes

The pressure boils under the crust 
to the point of no containment.
It simmers and flows through the entire ground 
infesting the tissue around it.
When it gets to the point that the walls 
can no longer hold up they crack.
And some of the pressure gets through to the surface 
and the steam cannot be held back.
The danger too often is not seen by the ones
responsible to keep out an eye.
People get hurt who should have been warned
and told to get out of the way.
The volcano it doesn’t pay attention to others
Its pressure and heat have no guidance.
Others must watch and keep track of the thing	
To help us avoid the explosion.

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Eric Boddie June 30, 2020 at 7:38 PM if pressure bursts pipes....then beneath the surface it will get hype....much like the meeting of two Souls....where interest erupts is how its best told....and by molten lava of Love, you are consumed....the only regret of desire is when Love's assumed....wonderful write julia....;) Julia A Keirns June 30, 2020 at 8:46 PM I absolutely love your inspired literature replies. Pressure builds up in more than volcanoes, and I was thinking along the lines of stress on this one.