Puddles at my feet
stir ripples in my heart
liquid drops of thought
swell the droplets in my eyes
trickling out to greet
those falling from the skies.
Footstep follows footstep
but,
in opposite direction
never destined to unite
tyre tracks go forth
or,
back from whence they came
and,
love can leave a stain
like rainbows blend in
broken puddles.
New footsteps will disperse
pieces of a heart
and time cannot stand still
for moonlit puddles of reflection.
~*~
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Shared with Magpie Tales #122 Art of M C Escher
Poets United Pantry #103
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those footsteps going in opposite directions… you point out the heartbreak of it all…
I love this heartfelt reflection. There is a place for what is lost, maybe it lives inside of these puddles. That way, others may see and hopefully, carry on.
I really like the romantic yet melancholy feel of this. Good writing.
…never destined to unite. I visited a Civil War battleground recently, and I was very aware of treading on the past….. Nice write.
The moon light puddle of reflection” This was lovely and honest. Thank you for a well done read.
That way a delicate and beautiful read. Puddly perfect!
nice – Escher is one of my favourites – I like your take on it.
I like the way they pass in the night…lovely poem!
Hugs
SueAnn
Love’s beautiful stain is matched by your beautiful poem.
oh, i love this! especially “liquid drops of thought” ~ a beautiful write!
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So emotionally intense. Lovely.
oh yes love can leave stains, love the delicate nature of your poem.
Thank you for sharing. Lovely write
Such footsteps surely leave their mark with this one, would be fun to see under the sun.
Indeed sometimes one can be thankful for rain, which mixes with one’s tears to form puddles which lead somewhere or water the earth!
There is truth in your last two lines. Poetic piece….i loved my read.
Love can certainly leave a stain…beautiful…
Truly beautiful!
I actually noticed the tracts going off in different directions ~ Too bad it can’t be united ~ Enjoyed your perspective ~
Cheers ~
the picture and the lines also blend beautifully to create a sense of love loss and longing.beautiful lyrical piece.
What a lovely last line you have here… 🙂
An intriguing photo and lovely interpretation. I really like “new footsteps will disperse pieces of a heart.”
Love can leave a stain… Love this, Bren.
… NO ONE WILL SEE OUR TEARS …
love can leave a stain like rainbows in puddles…that is very cool bren…the footsteps heading in opposite directions, nice pick up on that too…nice double play on reflection as well…
.. like strangers passing, never connecting. Your poem is lovely.
Your poetic rainbow reflections left puddles in my heart, Bren. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem.
I also noticed the footprints going in opposite directions.. Did they pause to greet one another?
I like the way you turn this into a metaphoric interpretation.
lovely poem-soft just like the rain
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Art at its’ finest and your words a musical lyrical interpretation. This is beautiful.
When love turns sour we tend to take walks in the rain – maybe so that no one will see our tears. Beautifully captured