Frank Prem

a change in the water

the water
that once ran
skipping
over stones
slipping through the moss

 

around fallen branches

 

ran
as though only a laugh
could slow it down

 

only a laugh
could catch it
make it chuckle

 

all the time
calling joy
up to the air

 

that water
that ran once
is a memory
brooking the hills

 

the water
sits still
squat
and squalid

 

heavy
it might be deep

 

who can tell

 

a circle
of yellow suds
shows movement

 

rotation

 

around it goes
and around

 

the water
is ponderous

 

the water
is laden

 

the water
is transformed
from bubbling
down
to slow blisters

 

and the weight of the world
is colored green
and brown

 

the weight
of the world
is darkened
with lost delight

 

the bog tedium
of lost momentum

 

failed hope

 

~

Comments8

  • Goldfinch60

    Good waterbourne travels. Good write.

  • JaneEVE

    Fine write.

    • Frank Prem

      Glad you enjoyed, Jane.

    • onepauly

      I like to meditate with flowing water.
      right online

      • Frank Prem

        Cheers Pauly. Thank you.

      • FredPeyer

        I do like how you describe the water and its movements and then bring it to an unexpected conclusion.
        Love it!

        • Frank Prem

          Thanks Fred. Glad if the effects work together ok.

        • Michael Edwards

          Simple, captivating - such a great piece of work - superb Frank

          • Frank Prem

            Thanks so much, Michael. Appreciated.

          • Damaged Soul/Kindred Spirit

            Never let your hope wane my friend. Its about all a man has left at times. You write a mean reflection my friend. (Mean of course being very good)

            • Frank Prem

              Thanks Robert. All good here. Just an examination of how water becomes heavy.

            • orchidee

              Good write F.

              • Frank Prem

                Thanks Orchidee. Glad you liked it.

              • OUTBACK

                A BRILLIANT* VISION* OF OBSERVATION* - " FLOWING " ONWARDS* UNTO AN UNKNOWABLE - UN-CAPTURABEL* INFINITY* !

                • Frank Prem

                  Hi Outback. Thank you. Glad you liked the poem. Cheers



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