Ripples.

i threw the last stone

into the water it went

alone, but not alone

and the messages sent

the ripples started slowly

and they grew and spread

i smiled with joy and happiness

with happy tears on my face

you may have thrown the first

the second and the third

but i threw the last stone

as the ripples spread out

i turned and walk away

so you can keep throwing stones

but i already walked away

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Comments (8)
  • Christine Ramsay on Jul 27, 2010

    I love the image you have created with your words. Well done.

    Christine

  • drelayaraja on Jul 27, 2010

    Lovely Poem. Nice title.

  • Raj the Tora on Jul 27, 2010

    Very nice emotional poetry. Keep up the good work

  • 1hopefulman on Jul 27, 2010

    It made me think of the beautiful song of Neil Diamond, Stones. One of my favorites, Thanks for a pleasant memory.

  • yes me on Jul 27, 2010

    Nice one I agree with Christine great imagery here liked it cheers

  • Brewed Coffee on Jul 28, 2010

    I like this poem. Nice one

  • Leonardo da Vinci E. on Aug 14, 2010

    Yes, but I observe no one has asked the question of what the stone you threw represented. Might it have been the last stone which bestow unfair judgements against ones fellows of humaity?

  • prospector68 on Aug 14, 2010

    Deep, like the water…Food for thought…

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