The Well
Capped years ago and sealed air tight
Stale, stagnant, musty, molding
Cobwebs and spider webs
Water wasting away each day
She came along and said to me
“I need a cool fresh drink “
“Madam,” I replied with sad eyes
“My well is capped; I have nothing to offer as a drink”
She would not leave without her drink
Uncapping the well would be required
Cleaning it out to prepare her a drink
She told me I would receive a reward
My well was now open and totally clean
Drawing fresh water for her to drink
Watching her sip the cool water
She stops long enough to speak
She told me I must remember this
“Your mind is like a well
use it, don’t cap it, and it will
never become stale”
copyright 2003 by John Thomas Ponder
From the start to the finish,
I can Identify with the cap
My well, was also covered,capped and taped tight.
So I thought.
You have a great day, too
Norma (SoftHeart)
Splendid job here, my friend.
Love Tinka
I tend to put a tight cap on my well...
Not let anyone in
That comes from depression
I live with it everyday
I'm glad you found a friend
who set you free and let the
water flow.
*Linda*
welcome to the DEN
William
Ty, Dani
Rene'
Welcome to the Den! I truly hope you enjoy your time here with us. There are many wonderfully talented writers here.
I too once was a member of PoetryBox..there are some fine folks there as well.
Now, about your poem here. Very inspiring, we all need friends to help us over the rough spots in life..then once we have achieved that, it's wonderful to just sit a while and ponder the good times. Excellently written. I'll be watching for more of your writings. Lisa
This poem has always touched me deeply for many reasons. It's a wonderful, thought-provoking poem.
I can't wait for others to find there way to your words.....may your inkwell never run dry.
Love,
~Rose~
welcome to the Den..floria
welcome to author's den, first of all--you're among friends
this is a beautiful poem with a crystal clear message--enjoyed
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)