Falling Stones (Poem)

Swish

branches on the shoes of a wondering man –  

Blink of the sun,

hovering over oceans of waves

stumbling along her path. 

Tremble of the earth – with

the falling and clicking of stones in heavy saltwater

and there she goes;

floating, dancing with the sea. 

My pen scratches paper-

blots,

and here she is,

purring and crawling over my words.