Says the Pond to the Canoe

I cannot stop
your silent glide,
the slicing paddle
through my glass.
Nor would I halt
the silken length
of gentle glancing
broken mirrors,
mine. I throw
my milliard
diamonds
as you
pass.

2013

One Response to “Says the Pond to the Canoe”

  1. eduardo says:

    aaahhhhh… ssssiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
    we like this one! (i can clearly hear the canada geese v-ing overhead)

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