Ripples Poem by Mark Gannon

Ripples



Leaves,
drenched with tears of a cloud.
The sound of silence,
is yet so loud.
Sight so dreary,
yet it makes me smile.
Ripples in a pond,
spread for awhile.

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Ben Gieske 30 November 2007

Nice refreshing pause with a nice ending.

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