Alphabet Soup Minuscule

J.C. Scheff


You tremble beneath me,
Like a spring, cool, wet and flowing.
I admire your skin and the hardness of you within my grasp.
As I work to force the spring to surface,
Catch the groundwater slowly.
Behind us, a pebble that filters our breath,
Our hopes, frustrations and our dreams.
A solid aggregate, far different from our kind.
You are but a combination of the materials I need.
Hard, smooth, and formed without boundaries.
Your minerals pass through these arbitrary points,
Merging upon physical properties, that no one envisions.
Yet, the needs to claim these have become desired.
Who are we to deny something one another would deem holds little value.

But still, I remove you from the ground,
I blow you off,

I admire your skin,

Slowly catching the groundwater you leave behind.


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4 thoughts on “Groundwater

  1. Beautiful images

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