“Noted for future reference”
I’m not an instant reactor
I’m a brooder, a ponderer
Some things deserve only instant expression
Like ripples breaking the surface and vanishing in minutes
They die out with the wind
But undercurrents
Stirring within
Churn and pound
Quietly, rhythmically, powerfully
And build up to release
A tsunami is just a gigantic ripple after all.
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1Sudipta Chatterjee
wrote on 28 September 2006 at 11:52
And it is funny to note that sometimes the little pricks, the little ripples open the gates and become the tsunami
2sundar
wrote on 28 September 2006 at 13:01
beautiful last line…and one wonders on what distant shore the spreading ripple/impulse ends…
3TLR
wrote on 29 September 2006 at 1:28
It’s the little waves that build up to the big ones and those are the ones that change the world.
4auzzierocks
wrote on 29 September 2006 at 23:59
ever let yourself be carried away by the tsunami…no resistance?
5Gauravonomics
wrote on 1 October 2006 at 1:40
You are tagged!
6ideasmith
wrote on 1 October 2006 at 13:45
@ Auzzierocks: Yes, once. I think that must have been love. Or overpowering lust at least.
7sensorcaine
wrote on 8 October 2006 at 17:21
smithy: as pickwick would say: ‘bea-you-tee!’