10-'11
I threw a stone into a pond,
and where it sank, neat circles formed and moved and moved
and splashed the shore where my toes met the silver-blue rings
with squishy, muddy hellos.
The rings beyond continued on, much farther than I could see—
past the half-submerged log,
past the mama and daddy loons
with their babies piggy-backed three.
Waves skinnied by a bobbing boat, fishline cutting the wake;
they moved and moved past docks and weeds and minnows feeding,
through channels ever deepening and wide,
and on and on, the concentric current pushed to touch
a stream, a lake, a canal, an ocean,
and a foreign coral shore,
and brushed bare toes with gentle, silver-blue hellos.
Who can know what one little stone can do.
Lilly 5-14-07
Jackson Lake 10-'11
A beautiful poem and stunning photographs–so relaxing and contemplative.
Thanks for your kind words. The lake was beautiful that day with great refelctions and color!
Your writing has definitely inspired me to change my way of writing. I really appreciate your great work.
Thank you!
Reblogged this on Apronhead and commented:
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I have been watching a TV show called Touch which, though very fictionalized, does show how our lives are interconnected. We have influence sometimes that we have no idea of. So I thought I would reblog this poem of mine which speaks to that.
I agree with the above comments. Beautiful image and sentiment. I am glad you reblog your poems now and again, they are worth revisiting and thinking about again. This one in particular, for the coming of Advent.
Thank you. This actually has 2 layers of meaning, both negative and positive application. What we do matters.
Yes, lives intertwined, actions intertwined, what we do or don’t do matters. A simple smile can do so much. 😀
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Oh what wonderful poetry and the photo is PERFECT too!
Thanks again for your kind comments!