drip (Remove filter)
Vital
The haunting of a broken tap: drip, drop
The thirst after the sun: drink, gulp
She never said a lot, gargling girl
Sliding in and out of my body
Helping me breathe, walk, talk
That was why I swam
It was water
Brought me alive floating out to No Man’s
Diving down to skim the sand
It was water
Wanted it, always had it, but could never catch it.
It was water
Insipi...
Tuesday 28th February 2023 7:17 pm
Recent Comments
David RL Moore on A lull in the fighting
2 hours ago
David RL Moore on A lull in the fighting
2 hours ago
David RL Moore on A lull in the fighting
2 hours ago
Tom Doolan on Honey Be My Valentine
11 hours ago
Marla Joy on Egypt
11 hours ago
Marla Joy on By The Light Of The Moon
11 hours ago
Naomi on THE CALL OF IRELAND
16 hours ago
Flyntland on A lull in the fighting
19 hours ago
Nigel Astell on February 2025 Collage Poem: Somewhere Forgotten
19 hours ago
Robert Mann on Percival
21 hours ago