Thursday, April 7, 2011

Skipping Stones

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Inept at sadness
Not so much
Evade lucid pipedreams
Each stone I skip comes back to me
Why is it so hard to win
Jacks or hopscotch
 The rules never change
Systematically it is all the same
Fold the pain into origami
Something crane like perhaps
Set it out to float
Discover in it the very best
As it disintegrates
Melting into the water
Consumed one fiber at a time
You will find
Inept at happiness
Not so much

5 comments:

Tess Kincaid said...

Fold the pain into origami. I love that.

Vicki Lane said...

I'm with Tess -- what a great image!

Kodjo Deynoo. said...

Had to read it a few times to get my head around the poem, you painted a great image

Donna B said...

Wonderful wanderings in a creative mind...where is that wonderful beach?

Arts Web Show said...

Fantastic, i like this poem.
You put so much imagery in to this piece