Kim Van Breda Poet Rhyme

Skimming

SKIMMING

surface like glass
tight thin ice
below a 
whirlpool pulls
in too deep
an elapsed
Soul

skimming the face
of words left
in neutral
swirl vortex
shallow low
down beneath
Scroll

throwaway
pointless
empty
Hollow


© Kim van Breda—17 January 2016

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Mark Peterson April 4, 2016 at 8:27 PM So enjoyed this, Kim. What a gift. Trying to connect with a few old friends after a prolonged absence.

Michael Whatley January 25, 2016 at 5:12 AM Indeed T.J., awesome write Kim! So much conjured up with a few words.