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Array ( [sid] => 72955 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Smiles In the Ripples [time] => 2004-11-24 05:56:50 [hometext] => Unedited and raw as ever... I don't think anyone's going to get this one. [bodytext] =>


(There and back again.)
Couldn’t see the circle until I tripped over the starting line
Laughing it off, getting up,
But not stepping forward
(Again.)
.
.
.
He sat there, silent, on the rock
Staring, gazing, talking;
Whisp'ring at the distant hawk
Within the waters, walking

For in the liquid sat himself,
Reflected, quiet, hiding,
Although his face framed perfect health
The wet eyes were deciding

In all the days and nights before
The waves had washed his thoughts unclear
Plunging, forming, lost in lore
Reflections lost in whispers dear

And now the water, languid, calm
In startling truth and arid air
Like laden wisps of silent psalms
Reflected nothing there.

It seemed himself yet seemed untrue
His face, though rather fair
Amidst the pale sky’s mirrored blue
Something wasn’t there—

—Wakeful winds of silent times in decrescendo dance
Biting airs, cremated cares together murder chance
Inveigled serendipity asphyxiates in trance
Alone in wish-torn quietude will emptiness enhance

Solemnities of remedies attempt to mend the last
Forgetful airs in melodies that wind-chime of the past
Ringing of the enemies whose thoughtful shadows cast
Gentle aches of all the stakes, all driven in too fast

And smile again, he dearly tried
A laugh caught on his tongue
Mirth dammed up behind his eyes
and welling, swelling lungs…

…(Once upon a Neverland and sky-shy shattered stars
Once upon the silver lining fragile strongholds gave
Once upon forgetful oceans salines shimmered cues
Naïve, a raindrop dashed and drowned within itself, not far
From ever-lost horizons where sweet dreams joined idle waves

(I closed my eyes, in dark reprise, and try to forget—


— — —Once, once upon a time,
A boy stared into the water, face heavy
Hollow air weighing where his heart should be
(And though he wasn’t)



...He was smiling in the ripples…



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Smiles In the Ripples

Contributed by EternitysLyre on Wednesday, 24th November 2004 @ 05:56:50 AM in AEST
Topic: ApologyPoetry






(There and back again.)
Couldn’t see the circle until I tripped over the starting line
Laughing it off, getting up,
But not stepping forward
(Again.)
.
.
.
He sat there, silent, on the rock
Staring, gazing, talking;
Whisp'ring at the distant hawk
Within the waters, walking

For in the liquid sat himself,
Reflected, quiet, hiding,
Although his face framed perfect health
The wet eyes were deciding

In all the days and nights before
The waves had washed his thoughts unclear
Plunging, forming, lost in lore
Reflections lost in whispers dear

And now the water, languid, calm
In startling truth and arid air
Like laden wisps of silent psalms
Reflected nothing there.

It seemed himself yet seemed untrue
His face, though rather fair
Amidst the pale sky’s mirrored blue
Something wasn’t there—

—Wakeful winds of silent times in decrescendo dance
Biting airs, cremated cares together murder chance
Inveigled serendipity asphyxiates in trance
Alone in wish-torn quietude will emptiness enhance

Solemnities of remedies attempt to mend the last
Forgetful airs in melodies that wind-chime of the past
Ringing of the enemies whose thoughtful shadows cast
Gentle aches of all the stakes, all driven in too fast

And smile again, he dearly tried
A laugh caught on his tongue
Mirth dammed up behind his eyes
and welling, swelling lungs…

…(Once upon a Neverland and sky-shy shattered stars
Once upon the silver lining fragile strongholds gave
Once upon forgetful oceans salines shimmered cues
Naïve, a raindrop dashed and drowned within itself, not far
From ever-lost horizons where sweet dreams joined idle waves

(I closed my eyes, in dark reprise, and try to forget—


— — —Once, once upon a time,
A boy stared into the water, face heavy
Hollow air weighing where his heart should be
(And though he wasn’t)



...He was smiling in the ripples…







Copyright © EternitysLyre ... [ 2004-11-24 05:56:50]
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Re: Smiles In the Ripples (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 24th November 2004 @ 06:47:49 AM AEST
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If this is, indeed, farewell for now -

I bid you take care on inspiring journeys.


Re: Smiles In the Ripples (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Wednesday, 24th November 2004 @ 08:37:54 AM AEST
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beautifully written and sad, a great write,

pixie xx


Re: Smiles In the Ripples (User Rating: 1 )
by Silent-No-More on Thursday, 2nd December 2004 @ 10:14:32 PM AEST
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Gosh - I love your work. It always comes with perfect rhyme, fabulous cadence and just... a fullness that is hugely appealing. This particular piece is no exception. It is quite moving and actually quite relatable, I think, to some. I was drifting for the Ripples not to long ago myself... I used the metaphor differently, but still - I think I understand this. It's a very touching piece. I'll stop myself here before I say something terribly cliche about hoping things change for you soon.... (oopps... maybe I didn't stop quite soon enough?)

Again impressed,
~SNM~


Re: Smiles In the Ripples (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Friday, 17th December 2004 @ 09:44:05 AM AEST
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I seem to be a bit late reading this...but better late then never right?. You really are extremely talented EL. This is another masterful work .
Barkeep!
Larry




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