Flat, but not too flat, somewhat obtuse,
But also grippable, and when you
hold it in the right kind of light
it shimmers. The target is to see
how far this pretty stone can
skip across the water. Ready,
aim, fire…there it goes, can’t
wait to see how far it flows
across the blue green surface
on summer’s pond. One large ripple, wide
Are the rings, another kerplunk
And the ring narrows, but ripples
flow like a well orchestrated band,
the third ring, narrower yet, but
still quite impressive. The right wind,
form of arm in the throw, smile on
The face, what a simple joy to watch
The skipping stone, as it joins it’s
Band of brothers, going plunk, plunk.
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Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)
Reviewed on April 11, 2007
What wonderful childhood memories you have awakened with this poem! I really enjoyed reading this and remembering skipping many stones
"across the blue green surface
on summer’s pond." Well done!
~Butch
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"across the blue green surface
on summer’s pond." Well done!
~Butch
This one takes me back in time. Excellent poem, Dan.
Many blessings,
~Linda
I was skipping right along with stones.
great poem.
Kathy
enjoyable alone or with others
great imagery here
Your friend Rose
I, too, loved this one. Enjoyed the lesson, and thanks for the memories! *No wonder mine didn't skip* LOL Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Love Tinka
Regis
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