Stones

Stones 
 smooth and rounded pebbles now grown
 placed strategically by wind and rain
 washed clean, rough edges, 
 polished gloss reflections of time memorialized;
rocks
 once impaled upon mountains,
 long ago set free, released from earthen clay 
 sleek, lustrous serene entities transfixed
 by historic renderings forgotten;
sand
 gravel pounded down, crushed 
 strained by the source of life
 ocean waves, waterfalls, rivers, streams
 pushing, pulling, tugging along the centuries;
earth
 ground silt, sedimentary deposits
 renewed, refined, rebuilding, 
 returned to its origins
 ready, anxious, eager to renew itself.



for Anthony Biaanco's contest
Stones 8/7/21

fatetimefree verse

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