Reflection
A slight nudge, and I leave shore.
Or do I? It follows me on either side
as my kayak moves along the stream,
witnessing each stroke of my paddle.
And the stream, for its part doubling
the presence of the shore with sycamore,
oak, and maple casting their light
in ripples cast from my bow.
I touch the water as a floating leaf
passes, or is it the passing shore I touch?
Could it be that it has been the shore,
and not the water, that has drawn me here?
The newly rippled image tells me it could be both.
This poem is my response to Poetics: Connections, the prompt from Merril at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to about connecting or connections—in any sense. Merril cites the poetry of Mary Oliver as an example.
Looking at you ur beautiful picture I very much believe it could be both.
Beautiful poem.
miriam
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Thank you, Miriam. 🙂
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Your recitation enhanced the words of this lovely poem …..
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🙂 Thank you.
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Fine work, KG. Very sensory, quiet, beautifully visual. Salute.
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Thank you, sir.
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Enjoyed hearing your recite this! Profound words! 💕
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Thank you. 🙂
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This is incredibly stunning, Ken! ❤️ I loved hearing you read it 🙂
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Thank you, Sanaa! 🙂
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Such a rich, deep engagement with meaning at its core.
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Thank you, Paul. I appreciate every moment on the water.
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It is a special place to be.
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A beautiful and peaceful poem.
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Thank you.
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One more plus for today – “could be both” and “unity” make good thought companions.
I enjoyed your reading, pacing felt like gentle movement forward. Great perspective of shore extending beyond point of nudge into water. All connected.
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Thank you, Jazz. Yes, all connected, and floating on that reflection is like an added immersion in the scene.
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A reflection on the water is magical. You’ve caught the in-between feeling well. (K)
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Thanks, Kerfe. In-between could very well describe the feeling of being a part of the scene.
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I’m so pleased to have finally stumbled upon a feature of technology that allowed me to request email notifications for your posts! I’m now happily following along with the “flow” of your latest enterprises! Keep up the lovely work! 🏞️💙
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😀 Thank you, Stephanie. 🙂
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A peaceful, serene poem … made all the more effective by listening to it read in your soothing tone. Thank you!
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And thank you, Beverly!
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I love this, Ken. The connection between human and water/shore, and the reflection leading us to question what is real. You might remember I have a bit of thing form reflections. 😀 Your reading was wonderful, too.
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Thank you, Merril. I always have an eye out for distinctive reflections, camera in my lap waiting for the moment.
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Drifting in water leaves no definitive answers – a good thing!
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Yes, more motivation to be there searching for those answers!
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