RipplesA Poem by E.J. Waling
We enter
this realm, like a pebble into a pond. Immediately we leave ripples. As we move along, the ripples grow interacting with other ripples an ocean of ripples. Our ripples commingle influence. Cascading influence over time. Positive ripples or negative, greedy ripples. Which will we leave behind? In the end, will it be about power and money, or, the ripples of kindness that will change it all, and reflect well on our passage. © 2018 E.J. Waling |
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1 Review Added on August 27, 2018 Last Updated on August 27, 2018 AuthorE.J. WalingNHAboutE.J. Waling is considered by many in the literary community to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived real.. more.. |

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