ABSTRACT THURSDAY

The water swirls all round 
     the metal 
          of the stacked fountain
               in our town centre.
Does anyone notice?
     Does anyone stop?
No - there’s only me 
     taking a photograph -
          in the rain…..
but then 
     a strange thing happens - 
          because I have stopped
               others stop
                    and stare.
Are they staring at me
     or the fountain?
Who knows?
But at least 
     in their busyness
          a shimmer of beauty - 
               of flowing water on metal
                    has revealed itself to them.

© Maureen Iles