I live on an island, surrounded by water.
So it's not surprising that I want to devote our last week of National Poetry Month to water poetry.
Water is life-giving. It's also beautiful, and wet, and wild and wonderful, which is why so many poets use water images.
Water also turns into ice, like in "Woman Skating" by Margaret Atwood:
With arms wide the skater
turns, leaving her breath like a diver's
trail of bubbles.
Seeing the ice
as what is is, water.
Here's "Water Music" by Robert Creeley, with its dark mood:
The words are a beautiful music.
The words bounce like in water.
Water music,
loud in the clearing
off the boats,
birds, leaves.
They look for a place
to sit and eat-
no meaning,
no point.
And here's the start of the fun, silly "Duck's Ditty" by Kenneth Grahame:
All along the backwater,
Through the rushes tall,
Ducks are a-dabbling,
Up tails all!
What is YOUR water poem? Is it about the ocean? A lake? A stream? An icy pond? Or a duck?
Find your own images and let yourself get wet with water words!
