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Ripples
by R.A. Clarke
Come closer, child.
Don’t be afraid.
Walk down the path
and you’ll find me.
Neither creature nor spirit,
nay, I’m far more than that.
I am a pool of distinction,
been here for centuries.
Pristine and private,
my waters are clear,
shallow and warm.
Call me Aquamarine—
humble offerer of deals.
If you need to cleanse.
Don’t fight the flow.
Wash your cares away.
Just step in—dip a toe.
Plunge your weary soul
into my waiting depths.
Drown your sorrows.
Submerge, then drink.
Quench your thirst.
Taste of my power.
Let me soothe your aches,
numb all your burdens.
Fill yourself to the brim.
I promise you’ll not miss
what I take from you
as payment for rapture.
It will be replaced in full
with everything you desire.
All you’ve ever dreamed.
You shall want for nothing
and feel only pleasure.
It’s only once I’ve slurped
every drop of anguish
that our deal will end—
our exchange completed.
But, my sweetness,
won’t it be worth it?
To be free of your woes?
I vow to hold you dear
until your last breath…
But that will feel like
a lifetime from now.
Trust me—guzzle me
That’s it. Bind our fates
and grasp your bliss.
Now rise tall and radiant.
Emerge effervescent,
shimmering, clean.
Yes, my lovely, yes.
And now off you go!
Stride into your future.
Embrace it and live well.
Let my memory fade.
I’ll be here, content
to suckle and savour
your hastily traded pain.
Do not waste my gift…
For you haven’t as long,
as you might believe.
My hunger is ravenous.
You’ll feed me for a week.
Maybe two—if you’re lucky.
Wither and rot will show
when your well runs dry.
And I shall simply bask.
My win warms my waters.
Triumphant currents swirl.
My glassy surface breaks,
glistening as it ripples.
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Fiction © Copyright R.A. Clarke
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from author R.A. Clarke:

A daughter’s last chance at redemption on an alien planet. A sweeping secret that could not only end her dreams, but her life as well.
Finn Rucker boards the starship to seek a fresh start as part of a colonizing effort on Joya. The race, sponsored by Governus, yields free land and startup funds for the lucky winners. The number of entrants guarantees someone is going to lose and Finn is determined that she and her bionic horse, Herc, are among the winners.
Racing through uncharted jungle to the settlement of Novus, Finn and her fellow racers soon discover that not everything is as it seems – and Governus withheld information from the contestants. Strange beasts attack the racers, mechanical equipment begins to fail, and the very air seems out to get them.
When all seems lost, a mysterious people arrive and help the racers, revealing the depth of Governus’ deception. Finn will have to keep her pulse pistols close and her new friends closer – but not too close – as they all race to survive the jungle.
You will love this mashup of Hidalgo and James Cameron’s Avatar as Finn navigates the guilt of her past, the promise of a future, and the imminent dangers of her present.
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Love the hypnotic rhythm of this poem – you know the pool is wicked but it’s oh so alluring – great work.
A fabulous poem, loved it.