The Water Cycle
As the rain breaks and falls,
the stones wake up
and shake the earth
from themselves.
They stretch,
but do not feel the benefit.
Each one a map
of craters and cracks,
their roughness carved
by glaciers now long gone.
They gaze up
to see if they can spot
a drop they know
from those solid
beginnings.
But the rain
has no time to catch up,
it has a world to shape,
and so the rocks
settle
again
to
sleep.
the stones wake up
and shake the earth
from themselves.
They stretch,
but do not feel the benefit.
Each one a map
of craters and cracks,
their roughness carved
by glaciers now long gone.
They gaze up
to see if they can spot
a drop they know
from those solid
beginnings.
But the rain
has no time to catch up,
it has a world to shape,
and so the rocks
settle
again
to
sleep.
This poem is copyright (©) Brian Mackenwells 2024
About the Writer
Brian Mackenwells
Brian Mackenwells is an Irish writer, living in Oxford. Despite being quite tired, he has written for the BBC Boring Talks about pencils, told stories on stage about not getting sick in zero gravity, performed standup about strange superheroes, co-wrote a full-cast audio drama every month for five years, and his Irish-language film-poem ‘Cur Síos‘ was chosen for the ‘Irish Selection’ category at the 2021 “ó bhéal” Irish poetry festival.