A Bucket of Water Shaped My Life

by Caroline Whalley

A Bucket of Water Shaped My Life

A relaxing afternoon day-bedding in the sun
In a corner, a bright blue flexi tub, (it should be trug,)
full of water, becomes my conscious thought.
The memory then gets triggered 
 Years have passed since a leaving do at work, 
How much they would be missed
Whispered in my ear was ‘not much’
Later: “like a hand in water 
Once removed all is as it was
“How harsh”  I pondered, then held onto 
Understanding that piece of wisdom, 
shaping many decisions following
“Will my hand in this water make a difference?”
And, if no, make a move, step off your fence.

Day 22, of ‘one a day’ poems. By the end of April 2021, 30 poems will create a series. Each poem covers a fragment, a snippet taken consecutively throughout a day.

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