Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Refreshment



WATERY WEDNESDAY 
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REFRESHMENT

 Sometimes
The round-and-roundness
Of water
Becomes more than a knowledge;
It becomes
A miracle!
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As I watched this sprinkler
In a suburban garden
I imagined each drop
Having a history.
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It's present is Mild
Beneficial,
Gentle,
Refreshing
And Tamed.
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Yet it has waged war among the clouds,
Drifted along quiet rivers,
Gurgled through sewers,
Tossed in angry seas.
*
It has gushed from taps,
Lain in puddles,
Bounced off umbrellas,
Fallen as snow.
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It has refreshed wild animals,
Cleansed bodies,
Filled hot water bottles
On cold winter nights.
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It existed long before our species
Took hold.
It has been lifted up,
Dropped down,
Circulated
Unimaginable times.
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Our own
Bodily fluids
Are part of its endless journey!
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 For now it is at ease
Watering a lawn.
Where next
Voyager?
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DAHLING!


I was driving to the supermarket one day just last week
When I ran into an old school-friend and I slowed down to speak.
I hadn't seen that friend of mine since nineteen sixty three.
And I have to say she really shattered my equanimity!
She was slim and she was gorgeous! Her skin was smooth and creamy;
Her hair was blond and full of bounce; her eyes were soft and dreamy.
She wore high heels, showing off her legs, which were elegant and slim;
Her waistline, clinched by a narrow belt, was wonderfully trim!
Her clothes looked most expensive, yes, in the latest styles.
I could only guess at her husband's job; it was clear that he earned piles!
Her neck was quite unblemished, not a wrinkle, not a scar,
You could see, from the way she twinkled, that she knew she was a star.
'You haven't changed a bit' she said, no doubt with her fingers crossed!
I felt my 'Thanks a lot' response held more than a touch of frost.
Yes, I ran into an old school-friend and it caused me so much pain,
That I revved up the old Toyota
And ran into her again!
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9 comments:

  1. Great poem! This is why I never attend my high school reunions.

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  2. Funny poem, thanks for the laugh!

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  3. Thanks for a good laugh!

    Have a nice day!

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  4. Your watery poem is beautiful and your second story, quite funny...I feel this way a bit on facebook...reconnecting with old friends from high school and college...some women still look so glamorous...and others of us...not so much...oh well...honesty, I wasn't so hot as a teenager either!

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  5. Water is so precious, Brenda. Excellent poem. And I love your second one!

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  6. I've pondered where the water has been before it waters my grass.

    I loved your other poem. Very funny.

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  7. without water there is no life.

    don't think i've ever come across the lady in the poem; all of the people I used to know and run across occasionally, are as old as I am. And it shows!

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