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Jon Ojala Poems
- Ripples I stand at the edge of the great pond, at dusk, ...
- A Veteran's Farewell At the end, he simply fell asleep, and ...
- Remainders Ahead of me on the sidewalk strolls a young ...
- Falling Into Eternity Poets through the ages have said it ...
- Restoring Innocence It happened decades ago, when he was ...
- The Refiner's Fire The Master Swordsmith starts with a dull,...
- Norma To Norma, whose smile upon waking in the ...
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Ripples
I stand at the edge of the great pond, at dusk,
calmed by the serenity of all that I see.
I skim the smooth stone across the water,
watching it bounce along the surface until,
it's momentum spent, the stone sinks, gone forever.
I admire the undulating, symmetrical ripples
that spread out across the surface of the pond,
watching them until they are lost in the fading light.
For a brief moment in time
our separate worlds intersected,
we became friends.
And then the stone sinks.
But the ripples that you have created in my life
continue on, long after ...
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Another winner. I love the thoughts expressed as well as the way they were said. Great read. Thanks