In Ripples

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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In Ripples

 

Like glass, the lake;

no wind to disturb

its calm

and glossy surface.

I take a glimpse

and there you are;

your face so close

beside me.

One small pebble,

dislodged by

one careless foot,

to splash.

All smoothness gone,

ripples ridge and waver

to dissipate your visage,

for it was no more

than an illusion.

You are

never

ever

there.


Submitted: October 20, 2020

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Mike S.

Sad but excellent, Hull

Tue, October 20th, 2020 6:36pm

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Thanks so much for giving it a read.

Sat, October 24th, 2020 11:40am

Penny Scribe

Wonderful poem, Hullabaloo.

Tue, October 20th, 2020 8:33pm

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Thanks so much for saying that! And for reading too.

Fri, October 23rd, 2020 10:42am

Craig Davison

Lovely imagery, Hullabaloo22. The shattered visage of the lover, or is it mere illusion? Maybe I'm reading too much into it. The image in the lake reminds me of Narcissus and the pool - yes, more bloody Ovid - Narcissus and Echo, a doomed love story. I love Wilde's interpretation, The Disciple, 1893. The Oreads, who loved Narcissus, address the pool:
"We do not wonder that you mourn in this mannerfor Narcissus, so beautiful was he."
"But was Narcissus beautiful?" said the pool.
"Who should know better than you?" answered the Oreads. "Us did he ever pass by, but you he sought for, and would lie on your banks and look at you, and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty."
And the pool answered, "But I loved Narcissus because, as he lay on my banks and looked down at me, in the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored."

Tue, October 20th, 2020 10:08pm

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Thanks so much for the wonderful comment, Craig! There was no truth in this, just imagination.

Fri, October 23rd, 2020 10:41am

Back in Black

You should get another hobby .pretty poor

Tue, October 20th, 2020 10:11pm

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Thanks for reading. Your period has a gap, and the p should be capitalized.

Fri, October 23rd, 2020 10:40am

88 fingers

Very good poem. I felt the sense of the lake being a mirror in one's past, only to shatter with the ripple of the water.

Wed, October 21st, 2020 12:29am

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Thanks, 88! That's just what I was trying to convey.

Fri, October 23rd, 2020 10:39am

Back in Black

Look, Burger King has openings...doubt you could flip a burger..

Sat, October 24th, 2020 11:34pm

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What do you think gives you the right to say these things. You don't like what I write then don't read it.

Sat, October 24th, 2020 4:40pm

Back in Black

A pathetic sad sac with no redeeming qualities

Sat, October 24th, 2020 11:37pm

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Funny how you are so attracted to reading it then. Maybe your comment applies to yourself.

Sun, October 25th, 2020 7:01am

Back in Black

Weak ,pathetic,worthless

Sun, October 25th, 2020 12:15am

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Oh dear. Spaces where they shouldn't be and not where they should. You are making an ass of yourself.

Sun, October 25th, 2020 7:02am

Back in Black

And you know it, don't you.

Sun, October 25th, 2020 12:16am

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I know someone who can't resist trolling!

Sun, October 25th, 2020 7:02am

Back in Black

Strait to you tubbie

Mon, October 26th, 2020 10:40pm

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Err... is this comment meant to make any sense at all? Strait - I thought that was water... and hey, don't get personal about my weight. I'm not in the least fat. But then I don't go around eating cows and stuff.

Tue, October 27th, 2020 10:23am

Back in Black

Pathetic and weak

Mon, October 26th, 2020 10:41pm

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You said! Strange how you cannot keep away, A.S.

Tue, October 27th, 2020 10:24am

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