Poetry
prompt from Robert Brewer: write a water poem.
and everything
is found
in water.
The bluest of blue,
a weave of twisting
liquid,
resurrected
into being,
to be blown
and divided,
peered
into, reflections whole,
satisfying thirst’s
lust
and our
passion to wander,
dreaming.
the
looseness of its shadows,
a dance
towards the horizon
of dripping
colour.
its
creatures swarming all
around,
startled by movement
and sound,
breaking the line
to leap
from the deep,
where
everything breathes in
silence.
Lovely meditation on water.
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