Vile PondA Poem by JasonDay1975
The willows branch bends just enough to break the water.
A lazy breeze creates a ripple that spans the circumference of this backwater backwater. Gazing up you see the mighty torrent ripping your quiet moment away. When looking down you see a peaceful tranquility. Not many can transcend the space in which they have gained purchase. To often the perspective barres the gateway. Your actions have consequences, your inaction though.. yes that too.. © 2018 JasonDay1975 |
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