Turn the tap on, just a tiny bit

And watch the first trickle of words

Roll and plop into the bowl

Run them through your fingers

Feeling them burst apart and reform

Into new words and forms

Perhaps this will be the one

The poem that didn’t get away!

Turn the tap more and be devoured

By a gushing torrent that leaps

And runs over and under

Pulling you down the plughole

You forgot to close

Until you and words together are travelling

Into an unknown world of twists and turns

That bring you out who knows where!

Today’s challenge was to write a poem . . . in the form of a poetry prompt.