Saturday, September 20, 2014

August 20, 2014 The Sunday Whirl/A Life of Stone--Poetry Pantry

A Life of Stone
What is it to live
To be alive
Expression searching
Sailing oceans
In great sailing ships
Keeping time as we all grow old
And turn to stone

In the desert
Where the world is made of sand
There once was a great sea
One night when all were sleeping
The ocean dried to a lovely yellow
Leaving behind all the creatures
Over time they turned to stone
Their words captured with them
You can find them sleeping now

An old miner dressed as a pirate
With a peg leg
A patch over one eye
(A different eye each day
He could never remember)
Who had spent many years at sea
Crossed himself and told of a sea creature
He had found at the bottom of his mine

He had a heart of gold
And his words were true
He kept that sea creature made of stone
In his breast pocket
Near his heart
To remember for all times
Where he had been
Where he was going

...And you

August  20, 2014






9 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh what a feast in this poem today - the desert that was once a seabed, wow!!!! The sea creatures turned to stone and found millennia later...and especially the pirate who couldnt remember which eye to put the patch on (somehow I relate to him, LOL) - this is wonderful....and those closing words...."And you...."

Jae Rose said...

I would love to hear you read this....maybe as I drift off to sleep..it would make a most wonderful bedtime story and that end line would make anyone wake up with a smile ;)

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

I think I rather like that old pirate, who can't remember which eye is supposed to be covered with a patch from day to day. He sounds like an endearing, although irascible, fellow!

Whirling with Amy

Cathy said...

Great poem Love the last line because you ask the reader, what have you done now.

Anonymous said...

A lovely little story and a great poem.

Sumana Roy said...

love the pirate with a golden heart...a beautiful tale..

Natašek said...

it's lovely...interesting story..

Mary said...

This is very moving, Annell!

Brian Miller said...

what an interesting character you created in that miner...and his story of another life..and sea creature...smiles...i like him much...

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