Just a small pond of trickling water
splashing soundlessly
rock to water
to rock again
breathe in
its
silent beauty
I still myself…
submerge my ruffled mind
extract
peace
to quiet my
rowdy spirit
Nancilynn
April 2012
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Author: Nancilynn
Poetess, memoir writing, essays about life; these are the things I write about. I also love to cook, so you'll likely find a recipe or two in this blog. I am passionate about Nature and family, so from time to time I will share pictures-with or without poetry.
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