Ripple Effect #poetry #oldage


Ripples of Life

 

a blurry reflection in wintry pond

from my pocket something priceless falls

“plop” is the sound I hear

I consider as it silent calls

“ninety years is too soon”

says old, wizened but sharp of mind

two wives I never intended to bury

for the century mark, I have time

I ponder his possibilities

friends mostly gone

better save your pennies

your days are long

a blurry reflection in wintry pond

from my pocket something priceless falls

“plop” are its last words

I consider as it silent calls

 

Sharing this with Poet’s United the prompt this week Nineties

 

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9 thoughts on “Ripple Effect #poetry #oldage

  1. __There is an old saying that titles someone’s words that express a deep feeling, “leaving your two cents.” At the end of each visit to my Mom and Dad’s memorials, I hide two pennies twixt the stone’s edges, and the earth.
    “Leaving my two cents.”

    at each stone
    pennies speak of care
    my two cents

    _m

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