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The Quiet Pond

The quiet pond wrote a V when the water spider skidded forth, a V here, V there, the same V that geese make flying south. When a swallow swooped for a quick nip or a bass rose with its wide mouth, an O spread over the depths. A rippling snake was making an S. The water shimmered reflections of the trees and sky writing O VOS to me politely in Latin, the plural you. I felt welcomed and said, “Thank you.” This was why I write I knew. To say thank you. I was an endless thank you.


  1. Posted 28 May ’15 at 11:12 am | Permalink

    I like the quiet pond. A quiet pond, a quiet mood. Nice.

  2. Posted 26 Sep ’15 at 10:29 am | Permalink

    Banging with that last line … wooow .. a more live pic 🙂

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