WoPoLi

Confusion: age 15

Ripples on a still pond. The slightest breeze in the air?
The water grows restless. Because of a stone thrown there?
The ripples spread out far. Their strength begins to fade.
Yet my vision is still obscured, by the veil the water made.
The mirror’s surface is murky as if shrouded in a mist.
I strain my eyes to see, through the haze that does persist.
What lies beneath the surface, In the depths of this still pond?
A mystery I fear, that my eyes have yet to gaze upon.
The ripples grow weak, but my vision is still clouded.
The water does not clear and the mirror remains shrouded.
Yet as the ripples fade away, as the water’s surface calms,
in its stillness, I see the reflection of the stars.
Even though the water stirs, the ripples lasting long,
in the end, in its stillness, only a reflection belongs.
Ripples on a still pond, A breeze, softly it does blow
The water stirs, restless, as a stone is thrown, sinking below.

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About the Author: Sarah B. Royal

Sarah B. Royal’s writing defies convention. Her poetry and prose traverse the boundaries between structure and spontaneity, often weaving together philosophical inquiry, cultural reflection, and personal narrative. With a background in experimental literature, she is known for crafting works that challenge readers to engage intellectually and emotionally.

Her acclaimed palindrome performance play, 777 – A Story of Idol Worship and Murder, showcases her fascination with mirrored storytelling and thematic symmetry. In o x ∞ = ♥: The Poet and The Mathematician, Royal explores the intersection of poetic intuition and mathematical logic, revealing a unique voice that is both analytical and lyrical.

Royal’s collections—such as Lost in the Lost and Found, Haiku For You, Lantern and Tanka Too, and the WoPoLi Chapbook Series—highlight her commitment to neurodivergent expression and poetic experimentation. Whether through childhood verse or contemporary fusion poetry, her work invites readers into a world where language is both a tool and a playground.

Sarah B. Royal continues to expand the possibilities of poetic form, offering readers a deeply personal yet universally resonant experience. Her writing is a testament to the power of creative risk, intellectual depth, and emotional authenticity.

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