NaPoWriMo day nineteen and here’s poem number nineteen. It’s called Water Song
I cried a river
Seems a strange thing to say
But when I left you tonight
I cried a small pond.
Your mind went on a journey some time ago
But the rest of you refused to follow.
Tonight it came back for a visit
And your clarity overwhelmed me
When you finally leave
And all hope is gone
I’m sure I’ll sob an ocean
But perhaps in time
It will reduce to
One thought on “Water Song”
This one has great shape and flow…like the water itself