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Rounded smooth Mostly flat The perfect stone must fit In hand comfortably With index finger extended Along the back edge Firmly With a step forward And twist of the body A side-arm sling Low to the water Whip and a fling Last bit to touch the stone Finger The aim is out Not up Forward Not down A trajectory of perfect velocity And angle to deflect the earth And skip Skip....... Skip...... Skip..... Skip.... Skip Skip Skip And then the sink To bottom Lost forever After giving it’s life To a perfect skip Across the water leaving Rings
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Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 12:15 AM UTC
Skipping Stone
Rounded smooth Mostly flat The perfect stone must fit In hand comfortably With index finger extended Along the back edge Firmly With a step forward And twist of the body A side-arm sling Low to the water Whip and a fling Last bit to touch the stone Finger The aim is out Not up Forward Not down A trajectory of perfect velocity And angle to deflect the earth And skip Skip....... Skip...... Skip..... Skip.... Skip Skip Skip And then the sink To bottom Lost forever After giving it’s life To a perfect skip Across the water leaving Rings
Finding then skipping the perfect stone was my medium as a young artist standing in shin-deep crystal clear water in Minnesota as a child and teen. Scanning for stones through ripples. Picking, lifting, judging... skipping. Always trying to get better.... always trying for the longest skips.
#skip#stone#skippingstones#lake#summer
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jt-nelson
48/South Dakota
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 12:15 AM UTC
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