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Between Ripples

An occasional gleeful vision of the crowd,
electrified;
does not necessarily constitute crazy.
"Touched a bit I spect"
whispered the reflection.

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It is always a treat to see you post. AGH this needs to be continued although I know it is a complete thought more on this would be nice
Chrys

Chrys
Let your mercy spill on all these burning hearts in hell(Leonard Cohen)

That was my first thought as well
and I still may add some,

thanks

Richard

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I liked this one and as Chrys said there must be more to come but I could have seen more if only the water would stay still, lol, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Good to see you partner, be careful of those waves (lol)

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This is a mighty tantalising morsel of prose and I want more! (Greedy, am I!)

always, Cat

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I've been toying with this one and actually have more
for it, perhaps it does need it ehh.

thanks

Richard

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the momentary reflection caught between ripples.....very nice. About the only way I cold see to expand this would be to add another ripple but I 'spect you have a better way in mind...........stan

I like the theme of this poem, but there only seems to be one ripple, it really needs to be expanded, as it feels like the start of a poem.

lou

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that there should be more to this one! I do however relish the simplicity and completeness of thought here. ~ Gee

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... and say I liked its size. It is succinct to a fault. I like it as it is. wesley

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Wesley doesn't like making waves that's a first lol.
The waters fine come on in and make some waves.
Sorry just had to throw another pebble in the middle of the pond.
Never did see that film "On Golden Ponds" Did they make waves, Yours Sparrow, Yenti is laying down in a dark room La La

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So find more reasons to believe in others..

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