HIDE

have I? Scribbler barked about us not reading and critiquing as much as we should and I am the worst offender. I get so wrapped up with the workshop program I forget the purpose of the site.
To communicate.
Your writing is always rather esoteric, but usually I follow gently along. This one kind of went over my head. The imagery of stones to water was lovely, but I missed the poem.
Remember though, when a poem is being read it is not the poet being judged, but the reader.

a surf of difference
from death demons
to life and diamonds
well done
the Lord's kindness
as you approach
your life's
ordained assignment