In the Blink
In the blink
Rocks wink at me
like bits of moon
from the bottom of the stream,
ripples wisps of cloud
on a breeze-blown night.
How do we not understand
that life has gone by
before we even turn
our hearts?
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A draft of sorts. Posted for myself. The pic is mine–an old one. I’m sorry that I did not take one today when the water was so clear, and the rocks so reflective.
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ManicDDaily 
July 19, 2015 at 7:29 pm
Life is always moving and alive around us.
I think often we are too distracted to notice though.
July 20, 2015 at 9:56 am
The last line is strikingly lovely and graceful, k–and the whole poem breathes like a living thing.
July 20, 2015 at 11:00 am
This reads to me like a poem that wrote itself, or at least demanded to be written. It is a beautiful capture of natural splendour.
July 20, 2015 at 11:46 am
Thanks, Kerry. I am honestly a little afraid to look back at it, as it did sort of write itself, but I may have mucked something up in transcription! Thanks as always. Hope school is okay. k.
On Mon, Jul 20, 2015 at 12:00 PM, ManicDDaily wrote:
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July 20, 2015 at 2:52 pm
This is fantastic, every post of yours leaves me reflecting for quite some time…