Sunday, June 13, 2021

New Poetry by John Tustin

The Water's Edge

I see me at the edge of the water:
I am on my haunches,
Taking water into my cupped hands
And watching it flow through them.

I keep doing it, mildly interested.
I am learning nothing,
My hands keep busy,
My mind is filled with trivialities

As I fail to mark the time
And the water fills, falls away,
Fills, falls away.
I see me at the water’s edge.

- © John Tustin 2021

John Tustin’s poetry has appeared in many disparate literary journals since 2009. contains links to his published poetry online.

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