Your Poetry Dot Com - Reflection

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creep over the surface of
this memory,
this mirror here

before the trees grew tall.
I reflect:
a summer symptom,
waterfall of reason

beating out a steady rhythm,
rhythm
above the ancient
stones below.

That simple smell:
it has no name, and yet
I know it well,
like churned earth

or murkiness bestowed
upon dipped toes
and cool streams;
I reflect.
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Reflection
Date: Wednesday, 6th May 2015 @ 09:00:59 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Wordsmith123

I see the ripples as they
creep over the surface of
this memory,
this mirror here

before the trees grew tall.
I reflect:
a summer symptom,
waterfall of reason

beating out a steady rhythm,
rhythm
above the ancient
stones below.

That simple smell:
it has no name, and yet
I know it well,
like churned earth

or murkiness bestowed
upon dipped toes
and cool streams;
I reflect.

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