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Eternal Ripple

 

When sweet mercy held fate at bay

or discourse directed destiny
there was within the knowing
of mine own self
a vision true

from long ages past or different

         Wheel of Time
the hollow man is made solid and whole
fingers fumble the frame and the form
reassuring this newfound reality
is a waking moment
and not something from a forever dream

feeling the pulse quicken
racing to match the remembrances
of something stronger than Deja Vu
in haste to the viewing pond
to gaze at the image within
hoping against hope to see you

and seeing within this reflection
rippled in me a perfectimperfection

 

 

 

 

 

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  • penman gold member
    February 18, 2008
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    Excellent

    What a great creation for the contest. Congratulations on the silver.


  • Cerulean Sunrise
    February 18, 2008
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    Well this was most enjoyable to read.
    Thank you for taking the time to write.
    Be Well

  • FordGirl
    February 7, 2008
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    wow lovely job, i really liked it.


  • PerfectImperfection
    February 3, 2008

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    An unexplainable remembrance of time long past, wandering the surface of today... This is very well written, the flow is smooth and endearing.
    Beauty; pure and simple in its complexity, weaving a new stitch to time. I enjoyed more than words can say!


    Thank you!


  • AmazinJason
    February 3, 2008

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    I really enjoyed it, but perfect imperfection is a common missconception. Altered perception can affect our direction. A simple correction could answer all your questions.


  • rite
    February 3, 2008

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    Stunning poetry constructed of rich metaphors. They have little to do with the deluded logic of this world that is basically a accumulation of misreads from which images rise that will fade like shards of mist before the blazing sun. Even if they last thousands of years they will be forgotten and cast aside as erroneous explorations of the mind into dead end avenues. In the great shift of realms only one will encompass destiny, one time when time will have ceased to exist. I was drawn to this poem by your pen name that suggests a source of ancient knowledge. While waiting for the current logic that perverted wisdom of the past to self destruct, we may enjoy the perfect imperfections that mock all we think we know. Thank you for creating and sharing and the best of luck in the contest. Take care,

    Chris


  • pnktrky
    February 3, 2008
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    very well expressed... oh so true. and i really do like the style in which you have written.


  • tarcus
    February 3, 2008

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    I see a take on to thine own self be true and realisation that no matter how good we think we are there is always something to come knock us down to the real level we belong.
    I like this style you have .
    good luck with this and future tasks.

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