In waters flow the pebbles sway.
Between the boulders places they
Quietly lose their course veneer,
Polished by motion year to year.
Gushes press them down the stream,
And here and there they catch the gleam
Of light that flickers through the trees
And dances on the face that sees.
- posted by Jed @ 12:19 PM

 
Garbled giggling grew to gasping,
Guts grasping for gases.
Breathing better brought bastions,
Brain bouyed by breath.
Tiny tears took tranquil turns
Trickling till toweled by thumb.
Cause was created in conversation.
Casual crossed with comical.
Lovers of laughter looked,
Listening, longing for light-heartedness.
Silly smiles surface
Summoning such sentiments.
- posted by Jed @ 10:33 AM