Monday, August 14, 2006
Still Waters
placid ripples radiate
out from the stone's wake
it falls into silence
downward
from a nameless toss it came
flying in a moment
failing to break gravity's spell
downward
descending the abyss
parting waters of primeval ways
stirring the reservoir of rage
downward
what life lies beneath
what longings to be stirred
what hopes become reacquainted
down there
a small pebble settles on deepest sediment
nests into it's new dark home
and something ancient, disturbed, moves
down there.
-Theo
Notes: Years ago, a young teen that I knew well and loved, reached the point of dispair and hopelessness that washes away all vitality and will for life. She took her own life. I wrote this to remember her.
Posted by: Theophany at 9:32 AM
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placid ripples radiate
out from the stone's wake
it falls into silence
downward
from a nameless toss it came
flying in a moment
failing to break gravity's spell
downward
descending the abyss
parting waters of primeval ways
stirring the reservoir of rage
downward
what life lies beneath
what longings to be stirred
what hopes become reacquainted
down there
a small pebble settles on deepest sediment
nests into it's new dark home
and something ancient, disturbed, moves
down there.
-Theo
Notes: Years ago, a young teen that I knew well and loved, reached the point of dispair and hopelessness that washes away all vitality and will for life. She took her own life. I wrote this to remember her.
Labels: poetry
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