Ripples in the pool
Inspiration can come in many forms and at some of the strangest times.
While sitting at my local pizza restaurant writing a poem into my book one of the staff asked me what I was writing about.
He then asked me how do I decide what to write. I told him that sometimes it can be as simple as someone says something and I expand it.....
He went back to the kitchen for a while then when walking past later he said "let me get this straight if I tell you something then you could write me a poem?
I told him if he could come up with a something then yes so off he went back to the kitchen and thought for a while returning to me with the words Ripples in the pool...
True to my word over a coffee I wrote him this poem.
Ripples in the pool of life
that's all we'll ever be
As we dive into the water
in an effort to be free
As you submerge
you feel the urge
to make your mark on the world
But life is like a whirlpool
ever spinning always cruel
For your own world revolves around you
ever begging you more to give
While it slowly drags you under
as you desperately fight to live
Still ripples in the pool of life
is all we'll ever be
As we're drowning in the waters
of life's never ending sea
that's all we'll ever be
As we dive into the water
in an effort to be free
As you submerge
you feel the urge
to make your mark on the world
But life is like a whirlpool
ever spinning always cruel
For your own world revolves around you
ever begging you more to give
While it slowly drags you under
as you desperately fight to live
Still ripples in the pool of life
is all we'll ever be
As we're drowning in the waters
of life's never ending sea