Matter and form in the crystal clear drinking
Glass, a container sweating condensation
Contains the ice cold creature water filled to
The brim; so inviting. A created being,
Say it again, a creature, the drinking water
That is, a creature, its form holding the matter
Hydrogen and oxygen in just the right Proportion… but who cares about that
right now;
This thirst has swollen tongue and cheek,
raspy sand-
Paper throat; a red hot clammy hand reaches,
Grasps, and rushes the cool, gratifying liquid
Into its body; the effect immediate:
Completely satisfying, life sustaining,
A clear mind to contemplate its full significance.
Gary Edward Geraci
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Author:
Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sonnet
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
I talk some rubbish. I tried to save the planet some oxygen by not breathing for 24 hours - one full day. I didn't feel well afterwards! heehee.
You gonna try it? lol.
I’ll take your word on it, Orchidee. Thanks for stopping by!
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