M. L. Kiser Poet Sijo

Stones Speak

stones voice, echoes in the distance, a baritone frequency.

they tell of earth’s past, the origin of animals and dawn of man.

an edge-of-seat tale the opposite of what humans tell, stones cannot lie.

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Line Gauthier October 30, 2020 at 12:26 AM Lovely, ML.

Rico Leffanta August 22, 2020 at 2:24 PM Considering all the time and resources spent trying to interpret Stonehenge, you are on to a good thing here! Aloha! Rico M. L. Kiser September 1, 2020 at 9:37 PM Thank you.

Caren Krutsinger August 22, 2020 at 11:38 AM I have been a stone, gemstone, and rock collector from babyhood. My maiden name was Stone, and perhaps this set the tone. I enjoyed this one; I feel rocks and stones have souls M. L. Kiser September 1, 2020 at 9:37 PM I recall as a kid, my mother once threw out a bunch, into the back yard. They eventually made their way back, I sill have a few. Thanks again.

Jennifer Proxenos August 22, 2020 at 6:08 AM Stones tell of mans heritage on earth, some secrets are revealed by archaeologists and others will remain secret for eternity. Clever write. Blessings and hugs, Jenn. M. L. Kiser September 1, 2020 at 9:38 PM So true.