12/07/2018

#amwriting #poem #poetry #sketchbook stones

Skimming stones, and easily getting three
or fours, drawing rainbows, occasionally
bouncing seven before smacking the tree
bent drinking like some wizened cow. My son
has less success. As for the other one
he has given up completely. He runs
about the shore, prefers lobbing bricks

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