22 Nov 2018 32 Comments
in Poems Tags: #writephoto, hidden, Sue Vincent, Thursday Photo prompt
This is my entry for #writephoto for Sue Vincent‘s prompt.
Who
Knows what
Lies beneath
The calm waters
Of this placid stream
Unseen currents forging
Ahead into the unknown
Belying the calm of above
Just as in life we forge on swan like
Thrashing madly underneath, feigning calm.
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Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:18:43
Lovely! ❤
Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:59:24
Thanks 💜💜
Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:24:53
Just beautiful. I heard the rhythm of gentle waves as I read it. The last two lines are profound.
Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:58:37
I always feel like a Swan trying to be graceful and calm, but below the surface I am paddling like mad!😀
Nov 22, 2018 @ 23:40:07
You’ve expressed that feeling beautifully. 🙂
Nov 23, 2018 @ 01:39:46
Thank you 💜
Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:34:11
Very good sis 💜
Nov 22, 2018 @ 21:59:04
Thanks Sis💜
Nov 22, 2018 @ 22:05:43
Wonderful, Willow!
(And funny, because my picture of running water was used for Friday Fictioneers yesterday…)
Nov 22, 2018 @ 23:18:59
Yes… the feet are madly thrashing. Lovely, Willow ❤
Nov 23, 2018 @ 01:40:53
Thank you Sue 💜
Nov 22, 2018 @ 23:31:45
Beautiful Willow. Your poem flows like a dance.
Nov 23, 2018 @ 01:40:34
Thank you Hélène 💜💜
Nov 23, 2018 @ 05:52:30
So true!
Nov 23, 2018 @ 09:45:25
I think we are all the same.💜
Nov 23, 2018 @ 16:28:16
Very nice, Willow.
Nov 23, 2018 @ 18:24:01
Thank you Robbie, that’s how I seem to spend half my life 💜
Nov 23, 2018 @ 23:48:51
Beautiful Etheree, Willow, well done! ❤ ❤
Nov 24, 2018 @ 11:04:07
Thank you 💜🌹
Nov 24, 2018 @ 20:57:45
You’re welcome, Willow. ❤ 🙂
Nov 24, 2018 @ 21:02:16
Thank you 💜
Nov 25, 2018 @ 19:44:29
Thank you Sue 💜
Nov 25, 2018 @ 18:05:07
Lovely, Willow!
Nov 25, 2018 @ 18:20:58
Beautiful…and oh so true! ❤ xo
Nov 25, 2018 @ 19:43:19
Thank you, it’s how I spend most of my life 💜
Nov 25, 2018 @ 20:59:00
Love it! The etheree form is harder than it first appears,
Nov 25, 2018 @ 21:17:09
I love it too it’s so expressive 💜
Nov 26, 2018 @ 10:49:09
I love this, Willow! 💓💓
Nov 26, 2018 @ 11:50:16
I think we all spend our lives exactly like that 💜
Nov 29, 2018 @ 14:25:07
Thank you Sue