Ripple

by Edward Alan Bartholomew 

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Water, water, everywhere

Water here, water there

Waiting for a drop of air

To fall upon the soil bare

Bare and barren, without care


Sand fills in this empty place

Empty piece of empty space

This inorganic living race

Thriving in an empty case

Lined with shining liquid lace


Meddle blue and Meddle round

Meddle dripping without sound

Rippling echoes, newly found:

Seamus stoned, Seamus drowned

Without a sound, his death unfound


You set a stone upon the bank

Giving depth, the water's rank

Leaping 'long the river's flank

The stone you set has gone and sank

In the water we both drank


I found you there, sitting there

I see your face, so pure, so fair

I step into this place, your lair

I'd give you love I'd give you care

But water, water's everywhere