Monday 10th October
Ripples of grief undulate outwards
Moving away and bouncing back
Ripples that will be felt forever
Sometimes throwing you off track
Now and then ripples turn into waves
Gathering height and much power
Crashing and knocking you sideways
Unexpectedly, your breath to devour.
But today, ripples have a slow rhythm
Sparkling gently across the clear sea
The crisscross patterns moving
As if they’re bringing you back to me.
Thinking of you.
Missing you.
Love you.
xxxxxx




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Thanks Bushka.
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Lovely xo
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Thank you Lynn.
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most welcome xo
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Nice imagery
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Thank you very much.
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Reblogged this on KCJones.
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thank you for a great blog
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Most kind of you.
Many thanks.
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Your words ripple out towards us …
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Thank you, that thought made me smile…..
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Beautiful descriptions of the ripples of grief in their different forms. I can understand how they must vary in intensity from day to day.
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Thank you for understanding, and for your kind thoughts.
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You’ve always had such wonderful taste in flowers.
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Thank you so much.
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Lovely poem
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Hugs and love.
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