Kelli White Poet Bio

Toss a Pebble

I came upon a spring so fresh and clear
Water washed the pebbles clean 
Tiny fish swam so happy and free my dear
Shimmering in the sun gills all a glean
And I closed my eyes and reached down low
A searching for a pebble not a stone
To propel across the waters’ surface all aglow
I the master caster all alone
It felt just right I closed my eyes 
I turned my hand a bit sidewise
It skipped across the springs clear edge
Remarkable as if it were possessed
And revolved itself in the whirlpool 
A hapless pebble skipped back to a fool
I cast it out but again in awe I watched
It skidded the surface a marvel unmatched
A wondrous sight to my eyes alone
A pebble skipper quite at home.

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Daniel Turner May 15, 2018 at 9:59 AM One of life's simple pleasures that always makes one feel young. I love this one Kelli! Kelli White June 12, 2018 at 8:27 AM So true. Life’s freedom.

Caren Krutsinger May 7, 2018 at 8:28 PM Kelli, I had forgotten how much fun that used to be - skipping a pebble over water. And i had forgotten how clear spring water is, and tasty too. Your poem has reminded me of things I had hoped to never forget.Thank you! Kelli White May 8, 2018 at 7:29 AM Remember walking barefoot and the tiny fish coming close mouths gaping wide. Such fun. Thank you again