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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597
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Stone Preoccupied on sunny afternoons his pockets filled with the wonder of young eyes Bits of rock, little gems, chips of petrified stems The history of everything was in his pair of small hands Windward lakeshore waves washed and ice ground out fresh opportunities for him to discover A river uncovered its ancient upstream history in a sand bar of treasure In an old quarry crystals shone to him from all directions Eventually distracted with new clothes and hands that seemed to have grown too large for his own pockets he left half filled boxes of glitter to gather dust Habits and patterns filled his years with accumulations of wisdom and scars until he finally found, polished to a sheen a stone that he could not lift Now little bits and shinning chips and rounded river rocks wait for another pair of small hands © 062102 |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
 Vey good poem.Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (big hugggssssssss) YES!!! YES!!! Oh E.J, such powerful wisdom shines in your words, sweet friend, it is a lifetime commitment to hold onto the simple innocence and beauty we sometimes take for granted and then pass on that magic to others and know our hands are never too big to fit our young pockets, for the spirit of the child dwells within us all! (sigh) This is marvelous, sweet friend, I love it, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet E.J, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Krawdad In youth all things are so full of wonder...it is good to look back and see that it still is, and forward to see time changes, yet stays the same. You got me pondering with this one...much enjoyed! |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Krawdad, this brings back the nicest memory of finding some old toys of mine, once long ago, and unfortunately, I did not think to pack them up and bring them with me...and now all of the glitter is but in the memory alone... well done, Sir... |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
This is one of those things that didn't quite work. It started when I awoke one morning in a motel room to discover that there was a large cemetery outside my window. I was going for a bit of "irony in stones". The stone "that he could not lift" is his headstone. I must have left something out . . . Anyway, thank you all for reading and commenting. |
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