A way of reviewing the days past whilst deep in slumber.

Eyes closed mind open whirl wind
of thoughts chase me the days past,
second guess choices made with-in.
See change in every choice
Ripples in the water moved
by a single stone thrown.
Repercussions overcome
slumbering eyes without waking
I shutter as my ripple rides ashore.
Now obsessed with what if’s
reflections clear. Mirrored image
calm water assures me I chose well.
Deeper my slumbering dreams
now enter. Soon I awake
in tomorrows water.
Beginning once more
as the day before
tossing stones to roll ashore

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  • Ashleigh Pauley on Jan 11, 2009

    this poem was similiar to one of your others i really like how you portray the days events when you write

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