18 Mar 2011

In The Beginning


I am enclosed in a bubble of clear water.
My being is transparent, but draws to itself
the living colours of Spring. Light and life
reflect within my soul their pastel beauty.
Edges soften, colours merge together.
I am replete; their nourishment feeds
each particle of my liquid form. I exist.

The Poetry Bus Driver, Uiscebot, this week asked us to go to a new place, and write  a non-rhyming poem from there. I went into a drop of water!
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11 comments:

  1. Anonymous19 March 2011 at 14:56

    Lovely, soothing poem :O)

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  2. Louise20 March 2011 at 14:25

    Interesting Jinksey!

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  3. imac20 March 2011 at 17:51

    Super work my friend.

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  4. Argent20 March 2011 at 21:59

    Very original and a very nicely-made little droplet of poetry.

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  5. izzy21 March 2011 at 12:50

    Great job! thanks- very relaxing and refreshing!

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  6. Helen21 March 2011 at 14:59

    Your new place sounds like heaven to me ...

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  7. Lolamouse21 March 2011 at 16:46

    Great idea for a new place! I love your poem.

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  8. Niamh B21 March 2011 at 20:30

    Brilliant jinksy, reminds me of the beginnings of us all.
    Class

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  9. Totalfeckineejit21 March 2011 at 22:40

    Well that was a lovely and different place to go, Jinksy!

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  10. The Bug22 March 2011 at 01:12

    How clever - love it!

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  11. Titus22 March 2011 at 14:07

    Never expected that!
    The last two lines;

    I am replete; their nourishment feeds
    each particle of my liquid form. I exist.

    were the ones I was really drawn to. Love the replete/exist framing.

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