Howard Dion Poet Free verse

Dear Poet

After the rainstorm I went outside 
and looked into a puddle of rainwater 
that was cuddling the ground 
in front of my house 
and when I saw my reflection 
I became bewildered by my smiling face. 
Suddenly, from somewhere inside my head, 
I imagined I heard a rumbling voice 
from up high in the sky. 
“Become a Puddle Master,” it said.
 “Tell your fellow poets to use their voice 
to help solve the problems 
that plague all you humans who live on the earth.” 
Then the raindrops started again 
and when I looked down at the puddle 
I saw us living together in peace without any wars, 
and I saw us working to end the blight of the poor, 
and saw us stop heating our climate to death. 
So I said out loud to the rumbling voice 
I better go back inside my house 
before my ‘we can do better’ mind set gets wet.

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Edward Ebbs March 18, 2015 at 7:15 AM Good Job :) Howard Dion September 20, 2015 at 2:47 PM Edward, thanks for the positive feedback.

Howard Dion October 2, 2014 at 9:25 AM Danka and Herzel thank you for commenting on this poem. Very much appreciated.

Herzel Poshiwa October 2, 2014 at 8:59 AM This is a truthful piece. I absolutely loved it... Howard Dion October 2, 2014 at 9:26 AM Glad you enjoyed, and thanks for the comment.

Danka Sikorska October 2, 2014 at 7:28 AM Very original piece. If only we were smart enough and not greedy, we would do better. However, you poem brought a little light, gave hope that there are still people who listen to "that" voice, who care. Howard Dion October 2, 2014 at 9:27 AM Glad you took time to comment. Thank you.