Calm
Some Form of Calmness Has Fallen…
Beyond The Heat
Below The Surface
As I sit waiting for the Waters to Ripple
And some Semblance of Something More to Rise
I am Alone…
And Maybe… That’s not such a Horrible thing
No… In fact I know it’s not
The Fact that I Long For Love…
For… Something More
It’s what I live for… It’s
Who I am
And so I Continue to Sit here…
Tossing Stones at a Vast Pool of Water…
Which Casts No Reflection of the Sun…
No… With Every Stone I toss…
I some how get Further from the Shore
And with Every Star that Strikes the Surface of this Life
I Long For More
DarkJade-
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March 3, 2012 at 4:00 am
Lovely poem, it has a calming effect 🙂 Especially love this line “Tossing Stones at a Vast Pool of Water…”
March 3, 2012 at 7:50 am
Thank you Vee
DarkJade-
July 24, 2016 at 8:55 am
Beautiful. I get lost in feelings with each line. So thoughtful.
July 24, 2016 at 9:36 am
Ty Gary
DarkJade-