a single drop

arqios

 

Candid words begin the work:
a lifted glass, colours shifting,
a small sound caught by careful ears.

Warmth stirs beneath the skin,
like a kettle warming on a low burner.
A slow rise from hidden channels,
like a quiet tide lifting a tide‑pool.
A thaw loosening the brow,
like a frozen pane cracking as breath slips out.
Ripples gather their own force,
like a child’s splash turning sudden whirl.
A brief fluency pushing forward
before sinking again.

Hands idle at the edge of thought.
Unwritten lines drift downward,
like ink drops spreading on a still pond.
Fine grains collecting
like soft snowfall settling on a calm lake.

Then—
a single drop jumps.

 

 

 

 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Cryptic this is a beautiful write that to me signifies the emergence of a creative thought condensing on the edge of the mind and running down the rim of the brain's glass forming a drop that splashes onto the page as words forming a poem. A fave my friend

    • arqios

      I love that read, dear Soren. The splashing onto the page makes for a perfect poetic image🕊️🙏🏻

      • sorenbarrett

        My pleasure Cryptic such poetry is rare and deserves to be read and contemplated

      • Neville


        That summative punch line was not what I was expecting .. I knew all along it would be good, or something special .. but it proved to be even better than that ..

        • arqios

          Thanks, Neville! That affirms the writing direction that could contour this year’s poetry. Cheers, mate🕊️🙏🏻

        • Friendship

          Nicely done. Your poem revolves around the idea of communication, emotional awakening, and the subtle yet powerful shifts that occur when one allows their feelings to surface and be expressed.

          • arqios

            Thanks, Friendship. Expression is not always easy and could be very beautiful when it does work out. Cheers 🕊️🙏

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            This poem understands momentum without spectacle. Everything gathers quietly until that final motion, which feels earned rather than announced. The stillness teaches the leap how to matter. Beautifully handled. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

            • arqios

              Taking the leap, that was what all of last year was about, it would seem. Now to seek the groove and rhythm of this year. Thanks, Tittu🙏🕊️

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                Yes...indeed. To 2026...whatever may come.

              • orchidee

                That's a lot of activity to get a single drop! lol.

                • arqios

                  Ah! And here the whole poem and world spins upon this axis! Splendid summation, O🕊️🙏🏻

                  • orchidee

                    You mean I actually got the meaning of a cryptic poem?! lol.

                    • arqios

                      Hurray for 2026🎉🕊️🙏🏻



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