Slowy, stretching down

A gossamer thread

Holds  crystal balls,

Shining beads on a thread

Then, with a PLOP

It’s gone

Into a fast flowing stream

It happens again, again

And yet again

Over the outcropping

Stone. Forever,

Flashing in the sun.

written for http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/2012/04/18/photo-prompt-for-the-friday-fictioneers-100-words-join-us-friday/

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