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A Stone Heart Never Dies

Dear Charlotte Don't play games with my heart For mine is half stone As a snail wrecked on the beach Full of sand that is slightly Petrifying inside itself At least this heart is Cuddled by waves Till it is eventually thrown between Some big stones and Stays still there Just for nothing Out of nothing May you imagine that after Few hundreds of years I child will most likely find A little piece of this Cemented broken snail Have a look at and Throw it back into the waters Out of nothing but A bit of curiosity how and If the waves will ever bring it back Among the billions of tiny golden Granulated relics of once upon a time Petrifying hearts A stone heart never dies

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/5/2015 7:45:00 AM

This is quite good, I enjoyed it.

Che Fontana
Date: 6/5/2015 6:28:00 PM

that's the spirit, Richard

Dave Timperley

Date: 4/27/2015 10:09:00 AM

I like this yet I don't know why. There is a sense of immortality about it, and , as Jan says, of sadness. God Bless. I look for more of your writing. God Bless D.

Che Fontana
Date: 5/4/2015 7:35:00 AM

Thanks, Dave. This poem is somehow dedicated to a little lady dog, Charlotte. I wrote it on the beach whilst picking up little stones, shells and snails. I was at peace with me and the world. For a couple of hours, I set myself free of looking for a job and the insignificant thoughts of how to pay the rent. So, yeah, poetry is God, all in all.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/18/2015 5:27:00 PM

Such deep sad dramatic imagery - cant think of anything more sad than a stone heart - a very powerful write:-( Hugs Jan xx 7 xx

Che Fontana
Date: 4/19/2015 6:41:00 AM

Glad to share with you (all) There is no sadness but sandness ;)