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Into ripples
pitching a stone
Playing catch with the river
I do not feel alone

Standing beneath
a clear night sky
Marveling its magic
Is it truth or does it lie

Where stones go
or light comes from
I do not know
for I'm too dumb

So I throw another stone
ripples leaving me alone
Walking a little further
on my journey home

------
below the subliminal
deep within manipulation
that's where tr^th resides

2 Dec 2011






























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The following comments are for "Ripples"
by Bobby7L

Wow
This is truly magnificent and also has excellent rhyme. Sometimes it is hard to stay to that scheme when you are trying to write something great with such meaning, but you have done it. A beautiful piece of work I must say and I really enjoyed reading it. I hope to see more of your work. Nice job.

( Posted by: CrimsonPathways [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Playing catch...
Thank you Jessica. I appreciate your kind words..When I was a little boy I lived right by the river...Once I threw the first stone, I had the target of the epanding ripples. I still love to walk along the water....

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Expanding...
Whoops...That's "expanding"....I think better than I type.

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Great Poem
Enjoyed this one alot. Great writing. lol

( Posted by: Stareyes [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Bobby: Ripples
Bobby: This is really serene. It comes across very well in this write. Playing catch with the river is my favourite image as well. Nicely done.

Lans

( Posted by: GibsonGirl [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Glad you stopped....
Lans and Ann, Your stopping by is much appreciated. More soon.....

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: December 29, 2004 )

Lucy's words...
Much appreciated. The pleasure was all mine.

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: December 30, 2004 )

Ripples
Simply beautiful. This has a calm feel about it. I pictured a young boy or man, a stone, and a river. Just beautiful!

( Posted by: Cynical_Scribe [Member] On: December 31, 2004 )

Perceptive Scribe...
That you saw either boy or man is uncanny. I threw stones into that river as a young boy. Six years ago, after moving back to the area, I once again was "Playing catch with the river." It was then that I penned the piece, as a grown man. There is a sadness part that I won't go into now, but I am so pleased you saw the "beautiful." Thank you so much, you lyrical scribe.

Robert William

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: December 31, 2004 )





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