Anna-Marie Docherty Poet Free verse

The Tap

Transparent I transcend
As a drip or droplet
Into the bassinette’s bowl I bounce
A spit, splatter or splash
All rains down 
To ripple and rise 
Confined and contained 
Constantly until I reach the rim
Where I run, rushing over freely
Away to depths, and distances unknown

(c)  Anna-Marie Docherty  Pembrokeshire, Wales

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Tony Devers March 9, 2017 at 4:56 AM Beautiful and vivid. Water is the stuff of life (and there's no shortage of it in Wales, eh?). Anna-Marie Docherty March 9, 2017 at 10:08 AM Thanks for coming by Tony it's good to see you here. Oh yes, never short of the wet stuff here - still we can't do without it!

Roy Pett March 9, 2017 at 4:50 AM Really like this well written poem Anna-Marie, a joy to read, Roy. Anna-Marie Docherty March 9, 2017 at 10:09 AM Hi Roy, thank you for such a lovely comment I'm glad you enjoyed your visit today and hope to see you again soon. Stay dry!