The Waters Rust

It's a physical reaction from emotions rooted deep.

It creeps into my day dreams, it haunts me when I sleep.

Ignoring this gut reaction creates a wave of dissatisfaction,

following me everywhere I go. Stalking within my shadows.

 

Watch them drink the waters rust, in search of love... or lust.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Why do they drink the waters rust?

In search of what they don't understand?

Side by side and hand in hand. They don't seem to have a plan.

 

The walls are closing in, trapping us in this sea of sin.

So, of course we continue to swim. We dove right in

taking for granted what we knew for so long.

Those were nice souls we had, too bad they're gone.

 

They put their lips down to the brook, without taking

a second look. Smiling after each poisoned sip they took.

Why do I crave the waters rust? I've known love, and I've felt lust.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. What more could there be for us?

 

We spied on them from afar, they tend to leave the door ajar

causing the current to pull us hard, bend us over and twist our arms.

It only took one little taste, we knew we'd never leave this place.

Now we spend each and every day in this grass where we graze.

 

From the outside looking in, it was easy to frown upon their sins.

What we all could and should have been, washed away with that first sip.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. You ask why we drink the waters rust?

Join us, have a cup. It's so very refreshing, you simply must.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The perfection of you writing, leads the reader into a sense of intangled affairs with words. I love your expression of the English language and te imagery that grabs the reader by the hand, and leads us safely into conclusion, well done, a good read.

[Little Birdie]

Beautiful! But so so bitter at the same moment...

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

The second stanza is outstanding, I get from it a sombre but sensitive sense of life, love and dreams eroding. A powerful and fascinating piece, and a thrilling read.

[Coyote Poetry]

You have a amazing mind. Each set of lines can be broke down and create thoughts. I believe love is hard to define and understand. Love and lust can confuse the young mind and heart. I agree with the ending. Must taste the world to know pleasure and pain. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[JRB]

It's a physical reaction from emotions rooted deep.
It creeps into my day dreams, it haunts me when I sleep.

i enjoy the lines

[Rene Velez]

nice write Erica, the poem flows and the repeated lines give it power...

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Very interesting, I love the repeating lines in this. Really great.

[Sunny Hostess]

This is great!

[Black Swan Poetry]

Great ending line...wraps it up in style...

[Revolutionary]

I try not to drink the water when it creates such a delusion as this did.It may be poison and it doesn't sound like flouride.Beautiful imagery in the title.Waters rust!

[Ziggy Matthews]

I love your poems. This one flows so nicely. I could never write a poem like this. you have amazing talent.