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Athena Feb 4
Kick
My legs send ripples
through the water
It's nice down here on the floor
***** on the rocks
broken glass cuts my arms
I hope the blood
touches the surface
I hope that they all see
Sudipta Maity Jan 23
I was in fallin in love
when she was the river.
Dancing with the sun,
in her every small ripples -
I shaw her joy.
I shaw her joy,
by how she reflects the ray
with her liquid crystal face and figure.
Singing with the birds,
her every splash was a chorus.
I dreamed her in that way.
I dreamed,
when she mirror the violets
of the flowers.
Painted with colours,
she was the live canvus
of this universe.
Catherine Dec 2018
My fingers to calm the ripples, make me
My eyes to burn the wrong, make me
My feet to never tremble, make me
My heart to beat for my darlings, make me
My lashes to glitter with beauty, make me
My whispers to tame a wolf, make me
My presence to not be worth silence, make me
Make me save the
Celeste Briefs Oct 2018
a woman with light in her chest
dips her fingers into dark waters
as ripples fade, she sees herself
reflected in the murmuring shadows
of the deep
Simra Sadaf Sep 2018
her hair like ripples of wave
endlessly crashing against the shoreline
like our sins crashing agin our existence

her eyes shine
like there is a sun hidden behind her iris and
the galaxy refuses to know night when she is happy

her skin like fauve
the violence of colours marking each freckle
and tracing an uncharted galaxy on her velvety skin

her existence blossomed
like a flower
fresh from the water, gentle and chaste

her muscles, sinews, tendons
and axons ruptured anew
as the stars in the sky held and mothered her.
M Solav Sep 2018
​Explosion of the white tree,
A synapse in the damp air.
The fluid around the corsair,
Ambassador of the secret;
The perfume of a comet
Descends upon the wetland.

A goosebump crosses the hair;
Ripples formed across the sea
As nostril and flowers met
Miles and miles without end.

The green flame always return
In a frenetic haze, a burst of fire,
As the solar waves caresses the earth
At welcomed glances, so soft a fur.

A last effort renewed forevermore;
Delirious poison continually brewed;
An elixir against the veil of dusk;
Cause and effect from dust to dust.

As the mind steps out back further,
It finds itself returned at the core,

Until all of Spring elapses.
Written in July, 2016.
Thursday May 2018
i fall and shatter into so many pieces
that leave splints and gashes in so many people
that they fall and shatter
and lay here with me
E McNamara Mar 2018
The sky
A reflection of the sea.
Is that what I am?
A reflection of who I want to be?

It’s wrong
That my words are gentle ripples.
When I want them to be
Roaring oceans.

My reflection is a sea
Trapped inside a raindrop
I’m going to break free
With crashing waves inside of me.
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