Skipping Stones

“Skipping stones over a glassy pond…”

Skipping Stones

for B.

Skipping stones over a glassy pond
reminds me a little of you.
It was so crystal clear at first;
you loved me, I loved you too.

Then came those growing ripples,
when perfection took a dive,
when the first stone was cast,
concentrically, we were less alive.

Consenting, we chose to carry on
but mostly round and round,
until we could no longer see
the reason to stay bound.

 No matter who was skipping them
the water lost its placid sheen,
when love, no longer was a crystal lake
and the skimming woke our dream.

 Karima Hoisan
Oct. 13, 2012
Turtle Point Art Gallery SL



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2 Responses to Skipping Stones

  1. Steve Rogers says:

    So neat, sweet and succinct – and although a little baffled at the way things end, and with sadness at them ending, the poem recognises that every experience is a dream and there’s always a morning. I particularly like this one. 🙂


  2. Oh thank you Steve, you are my first public comment on this one. although privately many have expressed their liking for it. I tried to be succinct which as you know is rarely my style, because I thought more was less on this theme. Interestingly enough it is figuring in a love story for someone who read it and then quoted it to an ex and now they are conversing..I love to know it served that purpose. Wonderful comment I will cherish it..


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