Pebble Poems - Poems about Pebble

To teach a pebble how to sing, you need a simple shepherd’s sling. The stone’s inclined to be a grouch when first you set it in the pouch. It will go silent, being trapped so tightly in the leather wrapped. But as you swing the pouch around, it comes alive; you hear a sound. At last that pebble sings with glee as you release...

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( a series of homophones, to delight you. ) One Precious Pebble on earth one precious pebble in the sea roll with the waves my child and...

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I think you would have found sociology agreeable. The chapters jump right into the heart of the matter and do not cause you to stray wondering--spelled with an 'o' not an 'a'--as 'stray' would have clued you in, ... and I wouldn't suggest psychology. Why not? You'd pass out in the hallway fronting the classroom door....

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Clint's an iffy fellow, tis prestige vs the ordinaire, my dear plain Jane--hmm, partially accommodating. Methinks you're a drop-off, my dear, picture a car dropping you off curbside while he goes looking for a fictitious parking space, but a gentleman he is uses the factual context of the 11th hour--OPS you to HAIL me. I gather...

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Jane, my former fellow-worker friend, who lives in Carmel-By-The-Sea, and had been visited by many of us from work. Gleaning Clint as a third invitee at His Hog's Breath Cafe/Tavern, thanks to Jane<--impetus of my 114 miles (228 miles in total, down/up) drive from my San Francisco home, with the added feature, aside from Clint, is...

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watching the ocean whilst sitting in solitude I feel so tiny...

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If you have a little rock in your shoe, You will not cross Alabama, You will not cross Louisiana, You’ll have to remove it first, In poetry, it is the opposite, If you have a small pebble in your shoe, Do not remove it, think about it Make it into a poem....

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This river travels through the world, Traversing cultures; mysteries unfurl. A rock caught in the current; this pebble, Rough firstly, each scrape, bump; at times trouble. Overcoming tribulations, the current; this rock, Travels along the bed; foundations. It’s surface smoothing, landing on the bank; Baking in the sun with waves over top; soothing. Not an end, but a...

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the delightful pebble Who's pebble Is that think I know It's owner is quite angry though She has crossed like a dark potato I want your pace I cry hello She gives his pebble a shake And screams I made a bad mistake The only other sound the break Of distant waves and birds...

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The Pebble Sat innocuously Silent and still, Yet the tale it could tell, would span a million lifetimes. Locked inside, for no one to know; No one yet the pebble, Is the fossil in it's heart. To break the fossil free, loses the stone. Sit still dear pebble, retain your secret forever....

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Rolling in the tides of time, the larger rock a pebble now, Rattle crackles with the others in the squirming gravel’s maw. Up back down - up back down, persistent, insistent waves of the tide of time: Boisterous thundering; rolling, boiling cannon roar, returning calmed in rushing brine. Pebbles flash...

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Don’t take for granite who you are Just be a little boulder Remember that you’re made of stars And someday when you’re older You may be a marble statue That the pebbles gaze upon And the world shale marvel at you And of quartz you will rock on....

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Beyond the wave-sacked, lie the pockmarked dunes, heaps dug by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, my blood kin flogging grim pleasures, wolfing eggy sandwiches, dipping tea-stained teeth into beakers. By a shoaling shale and monochrome spray one brine-splattered small fry. A boyhood caught in a swirling freshet, he whales barefoot in the flounder, skimming the slimy kelp, stalking a slippage of tugging surf. Her demeanor...

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i went to pebble beach where we first met sat and waited for the sun to set tossed a pebble as far as i could see and hoped somehow that you'd remember me AP: 2nd place 2022 Posted on May 3, 2022...

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The first drops of new monsoon knocked our doors, Oh! The wet howling winds used to call us out, To see the jolly frogs and dancing peacocks, And to see the scattered beauty fell about. Oh! The splendid summer called out our names , To come out in the playground and play! It bloomed the mangoes and hastily to us it...

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