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Symbolism
I crouch by the lakeside. The sky is blue, like a vast and unimaginable bluebird. Fluffy clouds scud across the underbelly of the world like giant and perfect white down. The colors of blue and white reflect upon the water, making it a mottled and tranquil blue-black.
I extend a finger, intending to make a ripple upon the surface. I hope to cause many other ripples along the lakeside, but as my ripples die away, I am disappointed.
I am all alone.
I wish to tumble into the lonely and inviting water, never to return.
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Thank you, though I must say that I now find my repetition of the word 'blue' irritating L:
That makes perfect sense, actually. I tried to do just that one afternoon under our lilac trees, and ended up giving a gift instead.
Your description for the sky was lovely and more than I could ever accomplish.
The disappointment at finding that one does not leave as much of a ripple on the world as one had hoped to. The desire to tumble into the lake might be considered an escape, but it might also be a wish to become one with what is greater. If one cannot touch the world to make it change, he can always try dissolving into it. Does that make sense?
Yes, I got it from Jerry Spinelli's book :) I relate to it in many, many ways as well.
I mean, you say that you relate to quite a lot of my poems, and I'm a stargirl, so maybe you're quite a bit of a stargirl too.