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Poem: Free Verse – “The Persistent Consistence of Water” #amwriting #poetry #audio



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If the words keep on dripping, the drops from a tap;
A problem, no plumber can seem to fix.

And drops gather close, become oceans of water. 

And swimmers keep treading, doing laps through drops of water. 
Drips and drops, no solutions and no answers.

Problems with solutions; problems never existed — solutions solve nothing.

But to mix up a cocktail or solve some chemical equation.

There are no answers, if you’re terrible at math. 

Or drink, until the solution is being drunk.

Keep drilling away, chiseling, at the stone edifice.

You know you’ll carve something,

Or perhaps, the water does the carving?

Deposits sediment and cuts through rocky banks.

Making rivers deep and wide, 

Building-up, forming, layers of silt and rock,

Until a Canyon has formed; red-sand glow, Arizona sky,

Grey rock interspersing, with shimmering crystal white; 

Glimmering blue-santorini water flows through.

Perhaps, sometime a millennia ago.

Waters made of drops of water.

Drip dripping from the sky through humanities history, 

The weather of a million dark and stormy nights.

Oceans of droplets, oceans eroding rock in rivers with deltas and gorges; black and deep.

Deep deep the secrets these gorges do keep,

The water disappearing, chasing the blackness it seeks,

Drip dripping droplets and they fall down the window.

Where little children trace the drops with their tiny fingers.

And breathing in steamed windows, 

See the O’s made by their precious little mouths.

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©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved. 
 

6 thoughts on “Poem: Free Verse – “The Persistent Consistence of Water” #amwriting #poetry #audio”

  1. Mandi, I love this poem, and even more so to hear you read it aloud. Wonderful! I started to think about how everything is connected to the water, and it’s the same water from “a millennia ago”. The waters have watched all of history play out, and I love the charming way you’ve finished this off with little children and “O’s made by their precious little mouths”. Lovely work Mandi. Have a good evening. ~ Mia

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      1. You’re so welcome Mandi. That would be so cool, every now and then I start looking into sound, then I become completely overwhelmed and never do it. Thank you, I just Googled it, going to read about it. 🙂 Wishing you a great week as well. 🙂

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  2. A journey of water. From drops into something wide enough to swim in and then become an eroding force. Compelling combining of abstract and real. Which I is what a metaphor accomplishes. Skillful work, Mandi!

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