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The Hidden Power Of A Touch

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By Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished about a month ago Updated about a month ago 1 min read
The Hidden Power Of A Touch
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I stumble out of bed my warm feet hitting the cold floor

they crackle and they pop as I’m tiptoeing to the door

messages in morse code, creating movements still unseen

causing paths to change their course so easy, I can do it in my sleep

I'm making ripples

y

e

a

h you

heard

me right

I

'm

M a k I n g

~~~~ripp~~les~~~~

~~~~***~~~~***

when the rhythm is right

and the time has arrived

like a bird taking flight

the vibrations ignite

And create ripples

Lovely life changing ripples

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

influencing and influenced

by the music around me

Continually shaped and impressed

like the shore touched by the sea

~~~~~~~~~~

~~~~~~~~

sweet, sacred rIPPleS ~~

Gratitudesurreal poetryFor Funinspirationalfact or fictionlove poemsProseperformance poetry

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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

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    Written by Kelli Sheckler-Amsden