The wind may sing or moan
The sun may glare or beam
The leaves may dance or sleep
But water laughs
Cloudbursts chuckle, deluges pour
Brooklets giggle, rivers rush
Fountains gurgle, falls roar
Water always laughs
Zephyrs may chortle,
yet not while they weep
Lilies may smile
yet not while they dream
But water may shout or whisper
while she laughs
Chickadees chirp
Snow flutters
The earth slumbers
But
if you will lean your ear
near the cold, cold ice
and with your finger tap, tap, tap
on the surface of the pond
you will hear
softly
(gurgle)
water laughs
Author notes
Even in the cold or turbulent times, water always seems to have an underlying joy.
A contest entry
- Quickie # 25 of 37! Prewrites...Prewrites...Give me your prewrites!! by Beautiful-N-Broken.
700 points, ended November 22, 55 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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if you will lean your ear
near the cold, cold ice
and with your finger tap, tap, tap
on the surface of the pond
you will hear
softly
(gurgle)
water laughs
I loved this! Thanks so much for sharing and good luck in the contest! -
I like where you took this piece. Great imagery! I never thought about water laughing, but it sure does seem appropriate since it brings so much glee. Great write. Thank you for entering.
Sam
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Yep, water does laugh-he baubles, he sloshes,he brings relief to a thristing soul and relief to a parched head-yes water brings her own kind of smiles and often it bubbles over into laughter. nicely done
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