Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher
Likeness
A puddle collective on the ground.
Mirror images mired in detail
reflective of all that's around.
Tracks and footprints form the frame
to cup and stabilize the fallen rain
of splendor in a muddy marsh.
Michael A. Wells
Mag 122
Lovely Michael...
ReplyDeleteAs I read your poem, lovely was the first word that came to my mind .. I imagine Tess and I won't be the only readers with this reaction.
ReplyDeletenice....simple capture, producing simple magic...i like the cupping of the rain...
ReplyDeleteThe neatly, organized structure of your poem is a beautiful contrast to the chaos of the natural elements playing off each other. Neat and fabulous. Thank you, Michael.
ReplyDeleteSimple and Lovely. :)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem.
ReplyDeleteLoved the "mirrored images mired in detail".
So true
Hugs
SUeAnn
Says a lot, in a little space...
ReplyDelete"cup and stabilize the fallen rain"
ReplyDeleteMuch to think about here. Thank you.