Pretty Notions
Pretty notions,
like faint moisture
on her hands
in the sunlight,
glistened,
refracted
and vanished into thin air.
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βNoted for future referenceβ
Iβm not an instant reactor Iβm a brooder, a pondererΒ Β Some things deserve only instant expression Like ripples breaking the surface and vanishing in minutes They die out with the windΒ But undercurrents Stirring within Churn and pound Quietly, rhythmically, powerfully And build up to releaseΒ A tsunami is just…