WATER

 

WATERby phil roberts

As sinuous as sexuality
Flowing fresh and twisting
The stream gathers speed
Polishing and chattering
Over pebbles and smoothed stones
Busy and multitudinous
Rushing and splashing heedlessly on
Into and out of shallow basins
On it's gathering gravitous progress
Inexorably towards the sea
The formless community of it's kind
Riding on currents and winds
Soon to mist and cloud the sky again
And rain falls down and down
To feed the numberless tributaries
As the constant circle rolls on
Giving life to the geographically fortunate
And neglecting he needy starving
Where the water no longer falls
And the god-fixed cannot tell me why
Some must live and some must die

                       By Phil Roberts

Reviews

[White Ink]

loved how you described every little detail in such lovely imagery. beautiful!

[Pebbles]

this is definately a beauty Phil well done brilliant write my friend :)

[Ravyne Hawke]

Such a beautiful piece, Phil.. Nature is truly wonderful and pondersome. I love how you've captured the trail water follows, your usuage of similes, metaphors and alliterations. I am very impressed that all of these work so well in such a short poem. You are indeed a master of your craft and I thoroughly enjoyed reading this poem.

[LA Lorena]

A delight to read, masterfully imagery abounds. You nailed it. Bravo.

[Joel M Frye]

An old friend reappears! A real grabber for an opening line, and the rest just grips tighter as you go. Glad to have the chance to read you again, phil. Have missed you on the olde spot.

[Lily Mae]

Phil this is so beautiful. I love working with the elements in poetry.. You are a master here.. You describe it so well, I could feel as if I were the water..:) x Love it..

[Gheeneil]

Great images you weaved there: A picture of running water, a river, and hydrologic cycle, too. I say, water could be life as it could also be death. An interesting write. Keep writing.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Mr Roberts, you never cease to amaze my friend ; )

[Judy Ponceby]

So well written Phil. The cycles of nature always amaze and confound me. Love this.