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It starts with just a trickle,
One more drop
won't make a difference
to empty pots,
parched fields,
thirsty hearts
needing sustenance
after a long drought.

Drip by innocent drip
you seduce me
with your promise.
Take me
past the shallows.
Make me
trust the current.

Without a chart to guide me,
I'll submerge
antediluvian fears.
I will be master
of these waters,
(plotting my course
across dark tides)
until the deluge
pulls me under
and I drown.

This is a Sunday Scribblings post.


Josie Two Shoes said...

Powerful tale of seduction, soothing words to draw us in. Very well done!

November 25, 2012 at 10:40 AM
Karen said...

A very clever and evocative poem :)

November 25, 2012 at 12:20 PM
Jae Rose said...

Everything starts with that flirst drip..sometimes it takes charge..in the wrong way..makes it impossible to navigate even calm waters..I love the openness of this piece..that within it we can find the thing that has led us into deep waters..Jae

November 25, 2012 at 12:45 PM
Old Egg said...

Life saving and life taking, the flood of water pays no mind to thanks or pleas, it just is. A powerful write.

November 25, 2012 at 1:55 PM
J Cosmo Newbery said...

Nice flow - certainly carried me along.

November 26, 2012 at 5:15 AM
Unknown said...

great poem. Loved the second stanza!

November 26, 2012 at 9:54 AM
Marsha said...

I've been drenched in those promises too, until I learned to chart my own course. So far, I have avoided drowning. Nice poem.

November 26, 2012 at 10:33 AM
Alice Audrey said...

This one has a nice, rich flow to the dark depths.

November 26, 2012 at 11:17 AM
zanzinece said...

Gorgeous piece – layout, content, the perfect amount of ouch!

November 26, 2012 at 9:28 PM
miss pie said...

oh wow that was some ride!!!! water has a way all its own....

November 29, 2012 at 3:09 PM
Susan Helene Gottfried said...

I'm not sure if we're talking rain or seduction, but either way, this sucks me and asks to be hung on my wall with your other one that's already there.

December 6, 2012 at 9:00 AM

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