Ripple Mnemonics
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A few stones carelessly tossed

Ripples erupting on impact

Forming quaint little circles

With boundaries criss-crossing

Like misshapen stitches on cloth

Or perhaps for a brief moment

Cesspools of disquiet


The image singes into my mind

Its imprint brings forth a memory

In vividness, seemingly distant

I recall the times when things were more certain

When I could always count

On someone close by

Probably you yes?

When all hearts contained were

Innocence in truest essence

And the future did not seem so uncertain

As it ever did now


Not that it matters any more

Than the splashes from insignificant ripples

Stones move and stop and move

But they remain where they are

At least for now

Alex
11 July 2006