Two old stones
like two old stones
they lie side by side
in geologic time
their stillness belies
the days and nights they
tumbled down together
when the great lake
that breached above
flooded these lower regions
and the raging river
that carved this bed
for the first time
threw them together
polished as new
and left them behind
to lie here
warming in the sun
quietly side by side
they lie side by side
in geologic time
their stillness belies
the days and nights they
tumbled down together
when the great lake
that breached above
flooded these lower regions
and the raging river
that carved this bed
for the first time
threw them together
polished as new
and left them behind
to lie here
warming in the sun
quietly side by side
posted by MB at 9:20 AM
21 Comments:
oooooooooooh.my word verifaction says it all
spblim.
I like this MB. And I'm also intrigued by it ....
Your ability to capture beauty in words is wonderful.
Two old stones--two lovers who have been together a long time, whose desire has been tempered by time and proximity, in the most comforting, loving, peaceful way.
such a special idea, I like stones very much because I think of all the things they have sensed and seen and you have made lovers of them
Only you could turn stones into a lovestory... :) Warm and wonderful.
Someday
may my old
bleaching bones
inspire something
so beautiful!
alan
rock solid and feeling the ripples of pure joy from your poem!
Beautiful. Great flow.
It was nature and their nature that brought them together. So many forces working between and through them.
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Very elegant .....
your natural instinct toward imagery and symbolism makes your work flow effortlessly, like a movie i can never get enough of.
such intimacy described here.
This has not only a sense of the past but fun and delight in the present that brings out a quiet delight...
Another lovely poem - thank you
i like the tumultuousness of this piece... water, stone, motion and emotion... beautiful!
¡Tiempo mágico mb! ¡Tiempo mágico! Piedras dadas brillo. Palabras dadas brillo!
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Seriously, a very nice wide angle time panoramic metaphor.
;-)
I'm going to snuggle with my husband and think of this:)
Ruth, good one! Thanks.
Mary, thank you. I'm glad you found it intriguing.
Amy, the word "like" changes the whole poem.
Sue, we think alike regarding stones.
Brenda, why not? Love penetrates everything.
La vie en rose, fate (or happenstance, whatever you want to call it) always has a hand in life.
Alan, I am certain they will, in some form!
Corey, thank you for reading it!
EP, thank you!
Mermaid, so many forces, of which nature is but one.
Gilbert, thanks! Glad you enjoyed it.
Lee, ah... now thereby hangs a much longer tale, eh?
Sky, thank you for those wonderful words of support.
Endment, it is always a pleasure to have you reading.
Snowsparkle, I'm glad you felt that. It's not easy bringing a couple of old stones to life!
Lhombre, como siempre, gracias para tus palabras bellas y generosas. Y gracias por leerme.
Lori... speaks the photographer! Yes, this took a really wide angle panoramic lens to capture!
TLR, ah, the best response possible! Thanks.
This looks forward to the LeGuin quote in that meme, and shows that stones aren't changeless any more than bread is. tinme works on them; wind and water and plant life work on them; they work on each other. They're a good metaphor for love after all.
Richard — yes! I'm glad you see it the way I do. And welcome home.
A very pleasant read...
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