Wednesday Waters

trickling down

Have you heard the string of pearls
Just beyond the wall?
Large beads, small beads
Some you can’t see at all.
But listen closely as they fall
Along the rippled wall.
Watch the collected droplets flow
In the trail that catches them all.

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2 Responses to Wednesday Waters

  1. Mari Collier's avatar Mari Collier says:

    Absolutely beautiful; the poem and the photograph. Took my breath away for a moment.

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