Ribena (black-currant juice) dramatised

The polished, glinting glass,

Delicately placed onto the  shining countertop,

Pellucid, crystal water,

Gushes and flows from the silvery tap,

Pours into the glass,

Bubbling before it calms to a lake-like surface.

 

Then the bottle is uncorked,

Blackcurrant scent gently rises,

As a splash of the purple-red blood-like liquid,

Spreads in the water like blood in an ocean,

After a shark attack,

Until the purity of the clean water is lost,

To the blackcurrant's purple tint,

A beautiful colour,

Teasing those who thirst,

Pleasing those who drink.

The End

2 comments about this story Feed