The Ripple


The Ripple

You are the stone that sets the ripple

Disrupting all reflected in the pool

The glassy surface

A mere moment

Holding on in time

At risk of sudden breach

The very second

You trail a finger

Across the edges of my soul

The shock waves rolling out

Sliding silken

Shore to shore

A watercolour melting

Now unrecognisable in the frame

© Ann Bagnall 2016.

 

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