Puddles and Pools

By Arrin Chapman

The mind is puddles and pools

Puddles that are ecstatic joy

To splash and dance in

Watch the image

Ripple and form

Splash

Ripple and form

Splash

Puddles are the half remembered

Things that settle in the mind

Ripple, form

Easily caught glimpses

Contented things reflected on

Time spent with favourite people and chosen family

In foreign lands and so many domestic destinations

The hugs, the tears

Jokes shared at backyard tables at three AM

Splash, ripple

Form

Every time your heart was overgrown with ideas

So you bravely pruned one, planted and cultivated it

Reaped the joy of having contributed to

Something larger than yourself

Or

Simply brought to the world a little flower of joy

Splash, ripple

Form

That time your new kitten

Decided to discover

The contents of your toilet

While you were pissing

Splash, ripple

Form

Each

Leaving you with

A lingered happy

Long enough

For the image to

Ripple, form

Pools

Can look like puddles

Will ripple

Can look like mirrored glass

Have intensity

And strength

Demand presence

Intrigue the mind

To want to

Splash

Hoping you have forgotten

How long they take to

Form

That there are signs

‘Warning crocodiles’

And recklessly splash

They will drown you

In remembering

Break ups that are permanent wounds

Sores you tried to heal by pouring vinegar on

Because feeling enough pain might bring them back

But eventually just festered deep and dark

Infecting other things

And all abuses suffered

When escape was not an option

Or before the clarity of realisation that this

Was not normal

Every

Single

Time

A Voldermort, Vader or Killgrave

Made you feel

Small

Terrified

Lost

Helpless

Dead

I am puddles and pools

Always jumping

Ripple, splash, form

I seek puddles year round

Though in time have learnt there is a season

To swim the deeper pools

When the sun is low, the reptiles lazy

Colour skims hopeful first light

A gentle dive

Splash

That barely breaks the surface

Ripple

I snatch a lesson

From amongst the cloying reeds

And return

To my puddles and their rapid

Splash

Ripple

I take a new form.

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