TURBULENT WATERS… a poem

Your words bounced away

Like flat stones tossed across the water

As they skipped

They promulgated

With disregard

Once released from the lips

The sounds echoed

Inside my head

These were not words

Meant for calm elation

These were meant

For turbulent waters

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer; View all posts by What Words May Come

Winnie says:

March 13, 2019 at 5:39 am

Profoundly beautiful!

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  March 13, 2019 at 7:01 am
  
  Thank you, Winnie! If you’ll excuse the pun, I felt it was deep… ;-)))
  
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  1. Winnie says:
    
    March 13, 2019 at 7:38 am
    
    I love the pun! 😉
    
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H.R.R. Gorman says:

March 13, 2019 at 6:45 am

This feels like the beginning of an argument between a couple.

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  March 13, 2019 at 7:02 am
  
  Indeed! It has a lot of “deep” truth of how words can linger and hurt… Thank you for reading it! :-)))
  
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iScriblr says:

March 13, 2019 at 8:57 am

Super!

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  March 13, 2019 at 9:00 am
  
  Thank you very much!
  
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V’s Angel Eyes says:

March 15, 2019 at 1:00 pm

“words” … how wonderfully you detailed how they are thrown out, skim across the beautiful clear waters but oh the ripple! Very nice!

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  March 15, 2019 at 1:42 pm
  
  Thank you so much! Thank you for reading too!😁
  
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