Reverie #4 … Still Waters


still_waters

STILL  WATERS

 

No. Not Muddy Waters,
Nor even Crystal Waters.
It was Still Waters.
Yes, that’s what we called him.

He called himself Walter.
Walter Waters from Watford
And places South of the Gap.
My one-time boss
Head man
Big chief of the Trendy Tribe
Leader of the Pliant Pack.

I could never fathom him.
Not him
Nor his fawning hangers-on.
Still waters run deep they say.
I’d say that still waters are stagnant,
Not much running there
Algae-filled, dark green and smelly
– Rancid in fact,
And deliriously avoidable.

Yes, that’s him without doubt.
Going nowhere – fast or any other speed.
Him to a ‘t’ ;
a Capital ‘T’.
I’d say that fits his bill.

Yet he thinks he’s life and soul of the party.
God’s Gift to the Agency.

Some party!
Some life?!
Worth a dream,
But never a second meeting.

 

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7 thoughts on “Reverie #4 … Still Waters

    • A simple and to-the-point word, Derrick. Sounds like a compound word built from ‘rank’ and ‘putrid’, but I can’t find such a derivation for it. Anyway, it definitely rolls off the tongue well and I can see how it could become a “a family buzzword”.

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  1. I love this part:
    ‘I’d say that still waters are stagnant,
    Not much running there
    Algae-filled, dark green and smelly
    – Rancid in fact’ …
    Such a great image. I also like the pause before rancid as it offers a stillness. Unfortunately, we’ve probably all known a Walter or two in our time.

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