Saturday, September 28, 2013

Pebbles

Skipping shale into the sea
Will this stone be - the last stone throw
before the ocean overflows
white currents snagging me away
waving, praying
past the quay into the deeps?
If I breathe the final breath
will sky burst overhead
shattering
into many stars?
If I steal a tick of time
can time remain?
can love foment in thee the same?
Holding hands with destiny
did you bless me - but with torment?
Tossing pebbles 
in the ocean of emotions
Does it seem the waters rise?
Except in your eyes, I'll never know.


It's way past my bedtime when I start writing stream-of-consciousness poetry...



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