From a new poet I recently discovered:
Clean
I stand
grounded
in the shower
for what seems an eternity
Comforted by the foggy glass
It is the perfect mirror
for my foggy reflection.
Fascinated by the rivulets
some pooling, collecting
some flowing down
trickling, really
I breathe my life into them
unconvinced
as to whether it's cathartic
or damaging -
bleeding away my oxygen
my spirit
my hopes
my sorrow
feeding this pure water
as it gracefully
wends its way
Towards the drain.
Elle MacDonald
Red leaves on a string
1 day ago
4 comments:
"Water is the driving force of all nature..."
It drives inspiration, shifts persperation, melts exasperation...
Countess Ti: The referenced post - and these fine inspirationists - are all magnificent!!
Ah yes, water. So powerful, so simple, so complex, so basic. Essential. Inspirational and mesmerizing.
Very nice poem.
Countess CBW: Well, we all know how you feel about water. It is truly essential. And sometimes, in July, when 20-ish crazy ladies are in or around it, it is indeed mesmerizing!
wv:pactoine, as in "I've pactoine suitcase for my shoes - where will I put my clothes?"
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