Depth

The fabric of each fragile drop,
The infinitely spreading salt,
The water's not as pure as hope,
But as the light dims, deep I go,
And rest my head on water's end.

Reviews

[Monatora]

Love the words and the phrasing.
Gave me chills.
I loved the line "The infinitely spreading salt", for some reason it felt really profound in a small way.
Nice one Treble

[Treble]

Thank you so much!

[PoeticChico]

i keep coming back to read this poem.... often. so well written!

[Treble]

Thank you so much! I'm so glad you like if that much!

[Ralph Rosell]

Short but deep. Made his suicide seem so... peaceful. And the title Depth! Nice! Extremely good choice of words Treble!

[Treble]

Thank you!

[Walker Andreasen]

THis poem at first was so simple, but then after I read it over and over I let my imagination kicked in and your words painted such vivid pictures and feeling. I very much enjoyed this!! Thank you!

[Treble]

Thank you!