Ripple In The Water




One rock leads to another hard knock
as she flows her haphazard descent
a journey full of lessons
that do not know relent
one measured stroke
affects the next
just like the constant molding of the potter
so she flows with
each ripple in the water
she is reaching for a destination
broader than her nomad home
moving closer and closer
to the greater unknown
the everchanging tide
pulls and tugs until he's got her
and so she goes
just another ripple
in the water.

Comments

  1. Carrie! "A journey full of lessons"...yes! I love "so she flows with each ripple in the water". I ADORE "she is reaching for a destination broader than her nomad home". Brilliant. Great poem!

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  2. "one measured stroke
    affects the next
    just like the constant molding of the potter
    so she flows with
    each ripple in the water"

    I really liked this Carrie, nice writing! :-)

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  3. Who really knows where the ripple effect will end? I like your poem and also the arrangement of the words!

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  4. Not quite the rolling stone that gathers no moss - I found this too sad ... for her.

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  5. @ninotaziz, Depends how we read this. I see it as an understanding that welcomes the 'relentless' lessons that continue until 'she' is reabsorbed into the infinite. The trick is to welcome the journey and avoid obsessing about the end as so many do! Lovely writing Carrie, again.

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  6. Lovely poem!
    Nice arrangement of the words!
    Pamela

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  7. Thank you everyone, I actually wrote this poem many years ago, but it worked for the prompt...it is sad, but for me it is full of life's lessons that never really end throughout our lives. :-)

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  8. It almost looks like a wine-glass and I suppose one could think of it being emptied.

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  9. Life can indeed by a "haphazard descent, a journey full of lessons".. but these lessons shape us as clearly as water shapes the rocks it endlessly flows across. The flow is all we know...:)

    Lynette

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  10. very nice way to tie water and life together... it feels like a journey. very nice job!

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  11. To me this is about taking chances, even if the risks are unknown. Thoughtful piece. By the way, my Blog friends call me SC.

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  12. carrie,
    I loved the flow of your words. A delighful water journey!
    Best wishes, Eileen

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  13. Carrie, this is a beautiful and thoughtful poem. I like the way you have shown how one thing affects another, and the effects just go on and on.

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  14. Ah, now see, I read this and thought, this is not the Carrie I'm used to in the short time I've been visiting. It's not quite the same. And reading your answers, now I know why....it's an older poem.

    Water and tides will always pull us, won't they, because it's in us to be drawn like that.

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  15. Great opening line! I had to read it a couple of times before I could go on. It flows beautifully and sets the pace for the whole poem.

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  16. I have been scrolling back and reading your recent posts. Your gentle poetry and prose has a delicate touch to it and I like it very much.

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  17. That is is... so very well you describe and present us such feelings.. and that pic, just briliant

    D.

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  18. beautiful... and so the river met her destiny...

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  19. The fluidity of this is quite beautiful.

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  20. Thank you everyone for reading it...like i said it is an older poem, that worked for the prompt...i have truly enjoyed reading everyone's prompts! :-)

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  21. The flow in this poem (no pun intended) is perfect for the subject matter...and I like that she takes her knocks, but that doesn't deter her.

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  22. Thank you Talon...:-) Glad you stopped by and liked it. :-)

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  23. A lovely opening line.

    I really enjoyed reading this poem. :-)

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  24. Love the forward motion in this poem, like she's going somewhere and she's going to climb over whatever walls spring up in her path.

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  25. I learned a long time ago not to fight the ripples in my life, having no boat and no ability to swim against the current. Wherever it takes you is far more interesting than just spending your life struggling for the shore.

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  26. Your words flowed, I could feel the struggle to reach and cut through the under current of life!
    Well done~

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  27. Thank you all for reading it...i have enjoyed reading everyones. :-)

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  28. ...so she flows with
    each ripple in the water
    she is reaching for a destination
    broader than her nomad home
    moving closer and closer
    to the greater unknown
    the everchanging tide
    pulls and tugs until he's got her
    and so she goes
    just another ripple
    in the water
    ...

    ...just another ripple in the water...these lines remind me of Pink Floyd's song Another Brick in the Wall (Part 1) for some reason...nice write!

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  29. Water is a Universal symbol of all of life, and you have captured that essence with such fluid harmony and balance. I found your poem a lot like coming home. Wonderful.

    Elizabeth

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