Pools
Submitted by Joe Barca
I am but water.
The puddle oflast night’s shower.
I live for an hour or two.Until the sunshine
absorbs me.I am the ocean
for children inWellington boots.
For earthworms.And for the descent
of errant swallows.I am pavement’s
liquid memory.I………
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Such a beautiful poem, so vivid. Loved it!
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Hi Tanya! Thanks for commenting 🙂
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My pleasure!
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