poetry. Jumping Puddles by Janet S Rogers. Grimmersink

 JUMPING PUDDLES: To be published in another anthology by United Press; My works (since 2007) are published in some 46 different anthologies by United Press Ltd.. The title of any writing is one of the most important aspects, it is after all the first words that your reader reads, please your readers eye and trigger the imagination
                                                     Jumping Puddles By Janet S Rogers
See me smile?
There staring back from the muddy depths!
Clear features, the child reflected in definition
Break the surface as in the puddles I would step

Hear me?
There, childlike splashing laughter in green wellies I would run
When childhood was the place I lived and time was full of fun!

Smell?
The freshness of wet grass, the earthy smell that washed away the dust
Standing, giggling, soaked to the skin as summer storm rolls past

Taste?
The memories of raindrops running down my face
Lick away the droplets glistening as they race

See me again?
Looking back from the muddy depth
Breeze distorted features across rippled surface swept

Hear me?
When in silence in green welly boots I'd stand
Smell me there? When puddle jumping was the only master plan

Taste?
The salty memories as tears roll down my face
Sweeping movement from a hand wipes away they're trace

See my anger?
Rising from the muddy depths
Stamp away reality the secret that was kept

Hear me scream?
Above the sounds of the rumbling of the storm

Then Smell?
The memory of another time when innocence was lost

Watch me now?
As my tears mix with summer rain
In gutter streams bad memories washing down the drain

See me now?
The sun is shining and I can smile again

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