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The Rocks of Edale

...
The limestones are smoothed, ?
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped?
by sculpturing winds.?
?
They remind me of village girls?,
broad in the hips, love handles,?
not at all like the bony wal...

Categories: limestones, poetry,
Form: Free verse

The Rocks of Edale

...The limestones are smoothed, 
rounded by time, fashioned and shaped
by sculpturing winds.

They remind me of village girls
broad in the hips, love handles,
not at all like the bony walkers
tha...

Categories: limestones, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Stones

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Big stones, rig stones
Calling out to dig stones
Round stones, pound stones
Sitting on the ground stones
Small stones, wall stones
Make you trip and fall stones
Grey stones, play ...

Categories: limestones, fun, word play,
Form: List

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...From, Hymns of My War
Unpublished collection 

“Dear Mr. and Mrs. Thomson,
In this casket is most of your son. 
We strongly recommend cremation.
The rest remains missing in action,
With the th...

Categories: limestones, military, missing, remember, war,
Form: Rhyme

A Wall In the Woods

...No stony wall stands there today, 
in farmer’s meadow near fairway,
rivulet of memories flow,
limestones in rain do wash away!

The trees look up at clear blue sky,
in secret at me, perhaps pry...

Categories: limestones, death, death of a
Form: Rhyme

Character Development

...extracted from the quarry 
soapstones, alabasters, limestones &
marbles,
all products of someone else’s choices
culminating in our
accidental, uneventful, mistake of
birth---
the silky faces begin wi...

Categories: limestones, life,
Form: Free verse

On Limestones

...What remarkable limestones
We have in our memory!
Our buried paradise;
The need to re-examine, recollect, and reorder...
Why we don't bound from one
                              lily pad to the...

Categories: limestones, nature
Form: Free verse

Feather In My Hand, Ink In My Heart.

...Trickling over my mind
Came scampering the question
This dilemma of a heart
Come running into my embrace
Stricken with fright

It asked me
Father, why do we write
And so I dipped my feather i...

Categories: limestones, devotion, on writing and
Form: Free verse