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The Stone

Alone in a meadow in the pouring rain
I find the stone that causes all my pain,
As I stumble through the fog in disbelief
I fall down upon my knees and sob in grief

The fog horn cries her mournful sound
As my heart falls down, beneath the ground
Crying out to God for mercy all in vain
To take away the stone that bears your name


Author:  Elaine George

Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2006

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Poet Destroyer A Date: 5/26/2013 9:17:00 PM E, Congratulations with your Featured Poem of the week. Have yourself a beautiful Memorial Day, this Monday. God bless * Always~ LINDA Login to Reply

Daver Austin Date: 5/20/2013 9:00:00 AM "Stone" makes this hard featured and that much more sorrowful. Congrats on this fine selection, Lainie. LOve, daver Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 2/27/2011 11:57:00 PM oh wow, I was so dense, It diden't dawn on me it was a gravestone until I got to the end. My fave of the night, and I just finished reading all the winners of a "best poetry contest!" Login to Reply

Yvonne Evanoff Date: 1/16/2011 1:56:00 PM Wow, such truth behind this...whether or not it was intended as such. It speaks to me of eternal judgement resulting from a stumbling block. I gave the stone a name ;) Login to Reply