Rippling Waters of Solitude' is the bringing together of poems - instances, thoughts, memories, musings and reflections, or... the unlikely dots that were waiting to be connected.

These are rippling thoughts of days and weeks

that form words, lines and stanzas.

These are imprints on sand,

braving against wavelets and tides.

These are flashes of recall, that want to merge,

or dry fallen leaves, who rustle for a while.

These are empty slates and blank pages

filled with hue, color, word and rhythm.

Pensive, solitary, calm, reviving.

Angry, brooding, dark and hopeful.

These are the rippling waters of a lake.

That crack and break,

form and make.

A bunch of twenty-six odd instances,

memories, musings and moments

fallen on your Pages, as poems.