The faucet floods open,
fluctuating hot, then cold
and cold, then hot. Turn it down
when it runs like that.
Better to shiver than boil.
And when you want to run -
to escape - because you think
you are finished
and can’t take anymore.
You flip the lever
and get it right;
bathing in constant warmth.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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Ron
Fee
Your words also soothe... as a needed balm
Good work, good poet!
-Bill
enjoyed reading
Love & Peace
Chris Reed
Know that well with the uneven flow of water where I live...without the a lever to flip...faucet just not that modern down this way!!
But it did cattch me off guard in Scotland staying over in a hotel...till I flipped the lever...lol!!
Love Tinka