Still Waters Still waters make me uneasy. The sheer uniformity of the undisturbed makes for a terrible mirror to gaze into. Instead, I want to toss a stone in and break the tension. I want to send ripples out, I want to toss in scattered handfuls, and watch ripples break across ripples. Still waters become alive. 01/05/2022 M. L. Michael
Still Waters
Still waters make me uneasy.
The sheer uniformity of the undisturbed
makes for a terrible mirror to gaze into.
Instead, I want to toss a stone in
and break the tension.
I want to send ripples out,
I want to toss in scattered handfuls,
and watch ripples break across ripples.
Still waters become alive.
Every Breath Poetic 