Puddle

[SFJ]

Some trek across it timidly
Perhaps fearing Scylla's muddy wrath
Some go, their fingers intertwined with another
The consoler obscuring their dread
Some evade it completely,
Going eons around its epicenter
And some fervently jump through it
Each gleeful drop seeping, freezing every cell
Becoming congealed into
Drops of daring, of risks
An Odyssey, successful.

Hi guys, this is my first post on here!

[Leanne]

Hi there and welcome! Love the mythological allusions -- especially "some evade it completely, going eons around its epicenter". You've got to feel sorry for those poor folk, too afraid to change course that tiny bit that's required to get out (one way or another). I don't know whether it's drops of daring or desperation, but I'm with the jumpers

[Todd]

My three year old would appreciate this poem, more for the topic than the construction, but he is in full agreement with Peppa Pig on jumping in muddy puddles. I liked your use of Scylla to give a sense of depth and "danger". Your ending also made this a clever piece.

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