meditations on water (a poem)

Mostly written while listening to several extended pieces by Ryuichi Sakamoto.

1
it’s in the water
living, breathing, dreaming
water

rain falls
tears fall
waterfalls

drops run down the lines
of the tarps covering
the boats in moorage

joining to form
a single stream
before running into the lake

before becoming the lake

2
some things that are not water
behave like water
mercury, blood, electrons

travelling in currents
aspiring to be water

3
agua

eau

mizu

vasi

wasser

woda

water

4
morning
condensation
mist

fine droplets
coat leaves
and stems
and petals
and windshields

pavement turns
a deep grey

water hides
in the pores and the cracks
waiting for rain

miles above
clouds grow heavy
awaiting the moment
when they can set the rain free

to glide home
on light breezes
or storm the coasts
on gale-force winds

when the sky has emptied
and sunlight breaks
through the trees

steam rises from the road

5
float
half above the surface
half below

feel the embrace
eyes closed

sleep
and dream of summers at the beach
with inner tubes and fins
and friends in tow
walking barefoot in the grass
on the way there

6
water is its own color
but it will become
whatever you will it
it will absorb
whatever you steep in it

water is a mirror
reflecting shapes in ways
no one ever thought to see

throwing light in all directions
luminous, sparkling, shining

splitting it into arcs of color
joining earth and sky

before disappearing
into the deep green sea

(15 August 2018)

 


 

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