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Skipping Stones Jun 2016
pigments of life
load yourself
upon this brush
so it can run
meticulous strokes
upon endless miles
of gesso duck
observing students in edgar ru's class
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
caught in silken folds
are creases that seek
warm acquaintance with
a gentle steam stream,
easing gossamer
in ken liu's shop
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
tempestuous spirit
bearer of torrential fervor
pouring your every drop
in a vast longing land
you are applauded
by the thunder
a fanatic audience to
your grand deluge of love
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
like moonbeam
you long to kiss
the pitch black
landscape
of my mind
and find comfort
in the blanket
of shadows
sprawled,
where upon
you drift easy
in the lull
of ebony dreams
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
I scooped a handful
of streaming river
to sip the memory of you—
free-flowing and able
to crack any rock
upon a path
if only to meet
the ebb of freedom
waiting in the ocean
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
Three stars,

Shimmering.

Set so close

They appear as one.



Three stars,

Each allowing

The others to

Shine their brightest.



Three stars

Shining brightly.

Sharing their light,

Sharing their love.



Three stars,

The Panda,

The Owl

and the Lion.

Inseparable!



http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1566872/three-stars-10-words-x4/
Skipping Stones Jun 2016
if you must
ever so gently
sing a lullaby,
resort not to
a rock-a-bye
that breaks
a bough
and
makes one
fall
cradle
and
all



*earliest predisposiition of the idea of forewarning is programmed
in lullabies and nursery rhymes
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