Once there was a fountain
In a distant, uncultivated land.
Purely, it flowed and glimmered,
Untouched by human hand.
After it was discovered
Many flocked to taste.
They stayed awhile and visited
And few left in haste.
Soon the men grew weary
Of stooping for a drink,
So they made a hollow stick
Allowing them to stand at the brink.
This boosted the stream’s popularity
And the visitors increased.
Yet soon it was rumored that
The spring’s coolness had decreased.
The traveler’s purchased blocks
Of ice from merchants of the sea.
They placed them in the fountain
In hopes, they’d discovered the key.
The ice cooled the stream
For awhile, then melted all away
Leaving traces of where it’d been
Which were unnoticed in that day.
Again the men complained
Of the hike made for a sip,
So they decided to allow one another
To bring their bottles for a dip.
With such a precious water
Transported throughout the land,
Word of the spring grew,
So its pioneers developed a plan.
Today, the sacred water can
Be purchased in any shop:
Seven-eleven, Exxon, Wal-Mart
It sells on my street for three bucks a pop.
As for the quiet spring,
It dried up years ago,
And the water in the bottles
Comes from a sink in Idaho.
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Bio: Kayla I. Shown-Dean is the author of Muted and her newly published collection of poetry, Autumn Leaflets. She is also a blogger and regular contributor to shortfictionbreak.com.
Kayla is also a member of White County Creative Writers and Arkansas Women Bloggers, and she attends the annual Writer’s Retreat at the Hemingway-Pfeiffer Museum.
In addition to writing, Kayla has a full-time job at a local university, and she teaches English part-time as an adjunct. She lives with her husband and son, who is a preschooler. When she has free time, Kayla enjoys reading, writing, blogging, painting, drawing, and singing. Visit her blog at www.kideanaround.com