Submitted by Joe Barca
I am but water.
The puddle of
last night’s shower.
I live for an hour or two.
Until the sunshine
absorbs me.
I am the ocean
for children in
Wellington boots.
For earthworms.
And for the descent
of errant swallows.
I am pavement’s
liquid memory.
I am a silver mirror.
Reflecting.
About the Poet
Joe has had poetry featured in a book called “Peace Poems” and in a number of online poetry publications including From Whispers to Roars and Selcouth Station Press. He has self-published three short poetry collections. He is a husband, a father, and the owner of a wheaten terrier. He is a fast talker and a slow runner.
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Good poem. Strong images & no unneeded words. Thanks.
I love the simplicity and profoundness in this poem.
Each word speaks. Well done! Reblogging At Sunnyside.
Just lovely!
Simple. Powerful. Poetic. Profound. Well done sir.
Joe, this was lovely! The imagery held me, the words were simple truth and you captured me right from the beginning. <3