Sunday, 16 September 2012

Skimming Hope

I threw a Word
- a big, flat word -
* spinning in seconds *
and the Word rebounded from an ear,
mystically bounced
- sped on -
curtly caught an older eye
(twisted by a stranger’s touch)

but now ~arcing clear and free~
it plops
and ripples out
in hopeful rings;
crying, dying through
one pumping heart.


  1. I love a word explained like those flat stones that bounces over the water. At the end I take it as a worthy end which offspring is hope :) Very powerful !