Friday, February 06, 2009


My mom just found one of the poems I wrote back in 1994 stuffed in a closet in an old notebook and sent it to me. Certainly a sign that it wanted to be published...

Animal hunger cessation
The stone stops
in mid flight
Looks up for instructions
then plummets
Through the evening sky
Through dusk
Through eternity
Curtsy and
The waves ripple
slowly towards shore
Overpowering current,
Nature disrupted in an instant
The stone, unaware and uncaring now
of its effect on the surface
lilts lazily from side to side
On its own path,
Its own luxurious ride
To the sandy deep.

Written November 25, 1994

copyright 2009 Tim Wolters

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