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Look down at the earth

Long shadows spill from my feet

That Shuffle in the dust of bygone days

Clouds of memory skip away on the breeze

 

Stone in the palm

Smooth and cool.

The mirror below, shaded pool

Invites the belligerent rock

 

Graceful arc from the launch

Motion slowed but no recall

As inertia fails, it starts to fall

Ignorant the mirror sleeps

 

Catastrophic broken skin

The rock is swallowed to the mud

Leaving undivided ripples

Infinite acceleration

 

Gentle waves lap the bank

Spent concentrics going nowhere

Like the feet that shuffle dust

Unsure which path to follow.

 

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Pete (edbreathe)

Wed 1st Dec 2021 18:04

Thanks Stephen . Appreciated

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Stephen Gospage

Wed 1st Dec 2021 16:52

Yes, some lovely images here.

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Pete (edbreathe)

Wed 1st Dec 2021 09:12

Thanks Keith

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keith jeffries

Tue 30th Nov 2021 23:32

I enjoyed following the progress of this poem and its gentle flow of words.
Thank you for this
Keith

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