Wm Paul Poet Free verse

The Sprinkler

THE SPRINKLER  

Moving hoses
           Of flowing,
                   Flowering,
                             Movement.
Running in rills to troughs of sand,
Pressing passages through the stones.
Pools well with
         gurgles
                  splashes,
Thundering falls with mist skirts
            of pearls strung
                     on summer breezes.

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Anne-Lise Andresen April 20, 2012 at 1:48 PM This is a well done poem Wm. - Have a lovely weekend in sunshine and love. - oxox Anne-Lise

Ilene Bauer April 19, 2012 at 5:49 PM this is so poetic! i love your use of alliteration ("running in rills" is just great!) and the picture you've so perfectly painted.