ripples from the past
Someone threw a stone in a pond a long way away, and the ripples converged in a sushi bar on Tottenham Court Road.
Title edit thanks to stormwolf
Late night and fancying sushi
Stepped up Tottenham Court Road –
The lower ground bar discovered
When at uni and taste noted
Salivating frequented much.
Ordered tan-men without noodles –
Can’t take carbs, goes straight to my butt –
When she asked, “you’re eating alone?”
I saw her darkly reflected
broken mirror above the bar.
“Remember me? It’s Genevieve.”
Rich echoes of an aged summer
She studying med, deep in debt
On her uncle’s farm we laid pipes
Watering onions, lettuce
Culminating in snatched kisses,
Ardent nights before autumn broke –
ripples now lapping at my heart
I turn gathering you, open
to the sudden resurrection.
Awww lovely! The last two lines seals the poem with class.
By the way, I think the title is a bit awkward. The ‘Ripples from the past’ would suit it much better imho. 😉
“Ripples from the past” it was; i do believe i copied the headings in the wrong places! Will correct.
Do you believe in fate? Being in the right place at the right time, followed by the traces all that has passed?
This was one of those moments of convergence.
Ah! That looks much better! Great title and nice poem to boot. Yes, I sort of believe in fate but not as something set in stone. I believe in Divine Timing and also creative visualisation. So we can unconsciously create an event that happens in Divine timing! I do see the universe as a magical place beyond words and mostly beyond human understanding. When we try to squash it all into a concise statement, we limit the workings of the miraculous. We also have free will so, we can be ‘fated’ to meet someone..but we may choose otherwise or the… Read more »
This Divine Timing, Fate and free will are the themes of the fiction I’m posting – A Death Refracted.
For me the universe revolves and evolves around the unselfish desires of all life to become. Hope springs eternal.
For me the universe revolves and evolves around the unselfish desires of all life to become. Hope springs eternal
Everything is in the process of becoming. There is divine structure through sacred geometry and I go by Tesla who says, in order to understand the universe, we have to think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.
I am trying hard Alison to like people who are not like-minded, but I invariably nod my head in approval every time I read you; your texts, your comments. I have decided to stop judging myself with severity and sternness. 🙂
Bless you Supratik
We sing the same song
Agree with Alison’s comments on this piece. For some reason I’m stumbling on these two lines:
“When at uni and taste noted
Salivating frequented much.”
Sometimes fate is running into an old flame and thanking God the break-up happened!
CW, I will look at those 2 lines.
I have a maths background and patterns fascinate me, and always on the lookout. But this particular evening I was just counting primes and focussed on eating when the past decided to invade my present.
The ripple effect is good writing from someone with a strong background in mathematics, yes, patterns do matter. Even before reading Stormwolf’s comments, I marveled at the closing two lines. Now I am curious to know what the title was. Who are you? I think I have read you before…somewhere beyond the UKA?
I explore the mathematical constructs of chaos, string and bubble theories which leaves me marvelling at all that we know nothing about, and points to a force which holds this universe and all its skins in place.
This is what i had pasted into the title before: Someone threw a stone in a pond a long way away