Ripples Poem by Heather Iverson

Ripples



The ever flowing river of life gushes forth on the banks of time.
And for some, the weight bears down with a force unwieldly
and roars with the sound of waves,
reverberating throughout the soul
and echoing over the corridors of the mind
like water ripples over rocks.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Haley Akin 02 August 2011

Wow! I love this! I have a poem called Ripples of Grief that you might like if you want to read it.

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