Saturday, January 23, 2021

Poem: Taken Pebble

 

Taken Pebble

 

quartz-laced pebbles,

to and fro.

another bully waves leaves wet bruises.

oh, how they shine!

 

the slow bleed of stubborn minerals

doesn’t care.  won’t distinguish

the gradual and murderous

from a windowsill.

 

taken, then,

from comber to trinket.

perched close to a desk,

hobnobbing now with fossils

and a cross-barred venus.

 

once harried and fretted,

now a staid ornament.

embossed over steady seasons

with all-too-human dust.



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2 comments:

  1. This is excellent and reminds me of a pebble I picked from a beach many years ago on an island I've not visited since, which I more recently feel i should just put back where it came from....

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  2. Yes! I don't know! We humans are such short-lived ego-filled centers. I have some fossils here, so .. linking to my orbit specific beings that lived millions of years ago.

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