Monday, June 18, 2012

It's Complicated

   Puddle, 1952, M. C. Escher

It’s Complicated
©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson

I want to say
the worth of a puddle
is in the scenery it reflects.

But then I remember the jump,
the backsplash of rain on my boots,
the nod to nature
as polka-dot dewdrops
cast precipitate patterns
on my leggings.


25 comments:

Jenny said...

Beautiful Sue.

Berowne said...

An enjoyable take on the prompt...

Brian Miller said...

polka dot dew drops....love that imagery sue....there is much fun in a puddle...smiles.

Tess Kincaid said...

Love love polka dot dew drops!

Grandma Honey said...

That's a good explanation of life. :)

Grandma Honey said...

btw, I can't get enough of your rain sounds. That's the best!

Caroline said...

Very cool Sue. Beautiful. You always paint such a vivid picture with your words!

Helen said...

I turned on my sound ... love the sound of the falling rain! Your poem is delightful!

Terra said...

The worth of a puddle, very nice, and I do like Escher's mysterious art works.

Chantelle said...

Loved this! I am suddenly five years old again splashing through puddles on the way home from school :-) thank you!

Unknown said...

muddy polka dots!

Anonymous said...

whimsical poem with a so real sound to help me enjoy my moment here.Thanks

Scarlet said...

Nice capture of the jump and polka dots dewdrops ~

Grace

yaya said...

Reminds me of being a child and loving the rain...reminds me to love the rain again..reminds me that we finally got rain yesterday and today and I was happy to splash in the puddles on the way to work!

Gail said...

What tapestries you weave with your words!

Silent Otto said...

I liked the reflective imagery, very powerful, this pool.

Anonymous said...

They are to jump in at my house. Lovely poem!

karen said...

So whimsical and it just captured my inner child. Beautifully done, Sue - once again. And thank you again for the kind words on my dad's post. He enjoyed each one immensely - exactly as I hoped he would. I've been ordered to print the whole thing out so he can keep it.

Darlene said...

I loved this as I could just see you in my minds eye when you were a little girl......probably taking a good high leap preparatory to jumping right in the middle of a big puddle.

I almost wish I could have been like that...unlike you, I was so very careful to avoid such things, always keeping in mind that I couldn't get my clothes or my feet wet or it would make more work for my mom.

I'm so glad that you were such an uncomplicated child. I love that you had such a great imagination too! You never seemed to have trouble finding fun things to do, even when you didn't have anyone but Nancy to play with when we lived on LaCienga.

I loved this post.

Other Mary said...

'the worth of a puddle is in the scenery it reflects' What a great thought! And then the puddle jump...delightful!

Laurie Kolp said...

Really nice. Great sound effects, too (although I'm barely awake and thought my computer was buzzing).

Helena said...

I love little nods to nature! Perfect puddling!

Unknown said...

I really love your poem enhanced by the falling rain sounds, Sue. Interaction is far more impressive than scenery. The more splash the better! Thanks.

Judi said...

You are SO prolific!! I see the 2012 dates on your poetry and can't believe you come up with so many original and beautiful pieces.
And the photography is a perfect mesh (mashup?)...

Amy said...

Aaaah! I LOVe this! I know I always say that, but I really really do! I was there, looking at the puddle, and then jumping in it and enjoying it even more. Sigh. I need to go find a good puddle now!